#he's such a wonderful character and I jump at the chance to draw him yes please!!

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𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂. send in a character + a scenario for a blurb + 𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗔

ok theseus request!!!!! what about some hurt/comfort, maybe him reacting to you crying? + [ CUP ]:  bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face. (I feel like this prompt fits the scenario perfectly so yeah <3)

𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥, 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗’𝗩𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥

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It’d been all his stupid idea, one you vehemently wanted to run away from. One that struck fear up your spine like lightning and sent fire licking at the base of your skull. An idea that, now, led you to be standing outside his old flat’s front door with ice-cold rain sticking your clothes to your skin and hot tears streaming down your cheeks hours after he’d left you reeling in your own flat. 

or the three times theseus asked you to move in with him and the one time you asked.

warnings: implied smut

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Moving in with Theseus hadn’t been your idea. It’d been his. Totally, completely, and unarguably his idea. One he’d spent weeks, at this point, convincing you to go through with. An idea you’d initially been so adamant about turning down. But he was nothing if not persistent. 

He’d presented you with a key the first night he’d asked. Just a key, warm from where he’d kept it in his coat pocket pressed tight against his chest over the course of his work day. He’d dug it out of the jacket that had been hastily tossed off to the floor near the side of the bed when you’d nearly jumped his bones after he’d apparated back to his flat. You’d already been home–his home, that is–snuggled up in his bed with a cup of tea and a sleep shirt he’d had since his seventh year. 

“What’s this?” you asked as he’d handed it to you. His hands shook, and he’d been grateful you failed to make a comment on it. 

“A key,” he hummed as you took it. 

“But… Thes, I already have a key to your place?” Your eyebrows knitted across your forehead as your statement quirked into a question. 

“I know,” he said. “My lease comes up in a month and I…”

You brought a hand up to the side of his jaw, urging him to continue as his lips pressed kisses to your palm. 

“I know yours does, too. A week after mine, but I was hoping you’d think about letting it.”

It’s a wonder it hadn’t clicked for you yet. His beautiful, bright girl that amazed him every day, who was making him spell out this question for her, letter by letter, while his heart threatened to give out in his chest. 

“Letting it do what?” you asked. 

“Run out,” he exhaled. Merlin, his lungs felt heavy. 

“Are you asking me to move in with you?” you asked, hand dropping to your side as you sat up fully. You brought the top sheet with you, covering the skin Theseus had spent the last hour and a half marking with his teeth. His eyes burned as he followed your movement and leaned his back against the headboard. 

“I’d been trying to, yes,” he said. 

“Don’t you think it’s a little… I don’t know,” you swallowed, throat dry with a lack of an answer. “Fast?”

“Love, we’ve been together for nearly two years. I thought–”

He’d been cut off with your legs being thrown over the edge of the bed, feet scrambling to hold your body up as your hands reached for the clothes you’d been wearing earlier in the evening. 

“I can’t.” With your eyes screwed shut, you tugged your slip back up over your body and crossed the room to grab the shirt you’d come to his flat in–not the one of his you’d been wearing when he’d come home, a sight that has his jaw aching. It’d taken you a minute longer to find your wand, white knuckling it as you pressed a kiss to your boyfriend’s hairline. You were gone within the minute, with the key left at the foot of the bed.

He hadn’t even had the chance to move from the spot you’d left him in. 

He’d left it alone enough after that, though his heart had ached each time his hand passed over the weight of the key he still kept in his pocket. 

The second time he’d asked–more insinuated, this time–had been at breakfast two weeks later, thankfully, in a less vulnerable state of dress. 

“I saw the flat yesterday,” he said, though his eyebrows were raised with the hint that there was more lingering under that statement than you’d wanted. “Unfurnished, that is. I saw it a couple weeks ago when I bought it and everything, but I saw it for the first time since I’d signed the lease on it yesterday.”

“Theseus.”

“Look, I know. I know.” He drew his fist tight as he inhaled. “I know you think it’s too fast, darling.”

“Then why are you doing this?” you asked. 

You weren’t even sure why you were fighting it this hard at this point anymore. It was all you’d thought about since he’d asked the first time. And you weren’t going to lie, you’d warmed to the idea. Not that you were ready to admit that, apparently.

He brought your hand up to gently lay kisses on your knuckles. “Just come see it with me, yeah?”

You offered him a pointed look. “Don’t have to make any snap decisions,” he assured you. “Even though I’m desperately hoping that you will.”

“Okay,” you whispered.

“Okay?”

“I’ll go look at the flat with you,” you said. 

He’d been so eager, the smile he’d given you had been enough to allow him to convince you to stop by the next morning. 

It was a lovely flat, honestly. It had a kitchen large enough to house an island, a bedroom much bigger than you’d been anticipating, and a view that had you fully leaning out the window to get a better look at. And, it was a five minute walk away from your office. A fact Theseus had mentioned thirty seconds into your initial walkthrough. A walkthrough that had unsurprisingly consisted of all the reasons Theseus had picked the place. Or, better worded, all the reasons Theseus thought the place would be a perfect fit for you. For the both of you. 

“The living room’s the perfect size for your couch, you know. I was thinking you’d want to bring it along if you ever ended up here since you spent so long picking it out and everything…”

“Thes, it’s beautiful. It really is,” you said, stepping closer to him as you watched the corners of his lips twitch into a grin. 

He fully bridged the gap then, hands falling to your hips to tug you into his chest. “So?”

“I’ll think about it,” you hummed and he leaned down to kiss you fully. 

“Improvement,” he said. “I’ll take it.”

The next couple days had been a constant barrage of dropped hints. It felt like you’d been suffocated beneath the weight of the question, one that hadn’t been asked in its entirety since that first night. 

He’d been halfway through one of his… less subtle hints when you snapped. All you’d wanted was time. A bit of time. A tiny, miniature, speck of time to organize your thoughts, and he’d given you just short of what you’d needed. 

The key had been dangling from his fingers, for Merlin’s sake, and it took all the strength in your body not to snatch it out of his hands and throw it out the window of your own flat, the one the two of you were currently curled up in. 

“Stop it!” you spat. “I said I would think about it, right. I can’t think about anything with the way you’re keeping this up.”

He stalled, fingers wrapping around the gold key to hide it from view. His jaw snapped closed as your own clenched. 

“I’m sorry, I just…” you sighed. 

“No, I get it. I’ll give you some more time,” he said, a crack of thunder in the distance rumbling overhead as you watched him pull away from you to gather the few belongings he’d brought with him. 

He left with little more than a muttered goodbye as he slipped out the door. Not even a kiss, one you’d been hopeful enough to think would come despite your current situation. 

It’d been all his stupid idea, one you vehemently wanted to run away from. One that struck fear up your spine like lightning and sent fire licking at the base of your skull. An idea that, now, led you to be standing outside his old flat’s front door with ice-cold rain sticking your clothes to your skin and hot tears streaming down your cheeks hours after he’d left you reeling in your own flat. 

You knock on the door with feeble fingers, toes curling in your shoes as your socks meld to the skin of your feet. You wait a minute. Two minutes, nearly three before he throws open the door with only a pair of trousers on. 

“What are you-” he cuts himself off. “My love, are you crying?”

You barely manage out a shake of your head, a piss poor attempt at a lie, as a shiver rumbles through your torso. 

“Come here, come inside,” he steps aside enough to let you in. He shuts the door once you’re inside, immediately tugging you into his chest where the warmth of his skin does wonders to calm the tremors wracking through you. Both of his hands come up to cup your cheeks, drawing your face into his direct gaze no matter how much you want to shove your nose into his neck and hide from his worrying eyes. 

“What is it, darling?” His eyes scan your face as his hands hold the weight of your head up under your jaw. His thumb clears a tear off your cheek before it has the chance to fall. “C’mon, love. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”

“Please let me live with you,” you sniffle, hands coming up to grasp at the waistband of his pants. The way you’re clinging to him feels desperate, like he’d slip away if you managed to let go. 

“What?”

“I’m so sorry I let it go on this long. I’m sorry I ever made you think I don’t want this, want you. It’s all I’ve ever wanted,” you sob. “Please let me live with you.”

“I thought you wanted-”

“I thought I did, too,” you hiccup, and Theseus has to fight to hide the smile that’s working its way up his face. “But, then I realized what I really wanted was you. This. All of you.”

“You have me. You’ve always had me darling, promise,” he says. “And obviously I want you to live with me… but are you sure?”

You nod. 

“I need to hear you say it, lovely. You’ve kind of been fighting me on this since day one,” he says. “I’m sure,” you say. 

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Hi! I absolutely loved your Percy Jackson with an autistic S/O and was wondering if I could request headcanons for Leo Valdez with an autistic reader? Totally okay if not! Stay awesome :)!

Hi Anon!

jkalodjalx!!! Sure! I am really glad you liked the other one as well. I really hope this is to your liking! Thank you for reading and requesting! I hope this is good. You stay awesome too!!!

Much love - Anya

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Leo Valdez with an Autistic Gender-Neutral S/O headcanons

Leo admits he is not the greatest at reading people and appreciates your patience as he learns as much about you as he can

Leo being absolutely obsessed with his craft knows all about hyperfixations and excitement, so getting to see you talking passionately about something you like gets him excited

He will try to get into whatever you are into   PERIOD   He loves sharing things with you

If you are super interested in a game or show, expect him to interrupt with questions (especially if he did not see from the beginning)

Chances are if you are hyperfixating on a certain person or character, he will spoil you with posters and merch of them

He definitely makes you little trinkets, everything from fidgets to little games, to things from your favorite games/shows/books/movies/etc.

Conversations with him are always funny and chaotic, he jumps from topic to topic with you and smiles the whole time

If you don’t want to talk, he fills in any silence with weird stories and bad jokes to get a smile or funny look from you

Leo teaches you little messages in Morse code for when you want or need them (I imagine things like “I love you” / “yes” / “no” / “help” / “go” / etc.)

If anyone ever makes you feel bad, he will go off on a tangent on them before comforting you deeply.  No one messes with his babe

Leo is hit-or-miss when it comes to camp activities, but if you want to go to one, he will go with you and end up paying more attention to your excitement than anything else

Leo never really liked people and tended to prefer things other than conversation, so he understands if you have trouble too (especially since he trips on his words and thoughts all the time)

Leo confides in you about his insecurities and happily listens to yours, reassuring you that you are awesome and that you are not alone

“Even the best machines have flaws…but they’re beautiful and function just as well.”

Be ready for him to threaten everything and everyone if you get hurt, he will get you healed up and in his arms as soon as possible

He definitely cracks jokes if you need a pick-me-up and if you need more, will go into an all-out terribly sung performance of a song you like

He likes to draw on you, and there will be days when both of you have cute doodles on your arms from each other (he especially lets you write and draw on him on days you don’t want to talk much)

He hates seeing you cry, but also understands that you have to sometimes, he will cradle you with absolute love and patience, especially during meltdowns

He will give every pet name in the book until one sticks, he thinks you are too amazing to have one cute name

If you having a really bad day, he would take you away from camp, be it by foot, vehicle, or Festus

Leo would definitely cook for you, he never remembers to feed himself, but would NEVER let you go hungry if he could help it

Little escapes to Bunker 9 are a norm (Leo and people don’t mix all the time, so, of course, he’d take you to his little paradise)

He also takes you to little secret spots of camp he found while looking for places to think, he loves sharing his space with you

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Okay so here's how I would've done Yang 3

Let's say the Inarguable Concepts in the episode are 1) Yin dies, 2) Yang met Shawn when he was young, 3) Yang is the one who gets to kill her dad, and 4) we're drawing clear and explicit parallels between the Ying/Yang family and the Spencer family. All good points to jump off of conceptually.

First of I'm cutting Allison out, she's a strange and ill-fitting addition to this storyline and I get what they were going for... kind of... but I don't think it's Right. So she's gone.

Kick-off is Yin sending a message to the department: This is his last romp, and their last chance to serve him justice before he disappears forever. He hasn't killed anyone yet, he hasn't set up a puzzle- just sent a little notice. Puts everyone on edge.

A lot of the episode is built around a sense of Tension and Unease- they're all on a tightrope, and it's fraying. Yin is leaving little clues on how to find him, but he's escaping every time, and Shawn is getting more and more desperate and feeling more and more pressure the whole time. I think Jules's PTSD moments in the OG episode are great, so let's keep that and have it be one of Shawn's big drives to make sure they catch Yin this time- and also why he's doing most of it without telling anyone but Gus, because he doesn't want Jules having to deal with all of this so soon. Show the protectiveness, the serious side he's been burying even more than he used to since Jules and Abigail got kidnapped the last time, push him to his limits as a detective with the clues Yin gives him. He also finds that picture of him with Yang himself, which puts him into even more of a tailspin because we'll keep the element of him not remembering taking that photo.

And have this conclusion come about- chasing after Yin is never going to work. They need to bring Yin to them. Shawn and Gus visit Yang to get her help with it- and to ask about the picture, which Shawn has been avoiding even thinking about and Gus has been fixated on because Shawn doesn't forget stuff like that. So they come to Yang with an idea. They're going to set up a trap, just like Yin sets up for his victims, to lure him into the open and catch him.

And Yang refuses to help. She sits back and she pouts and she says she can't. Shawn is at a loss, until he has an idea and pulls out the picture and says "For old time's sake?" and her eyes lock onto it, and she finally agrees.

Shawn finally goes to everyone else and tells them he has a plan, they need to get Yang out for it and they need to be fast because the window is closing. They set something up- I'll admit this is all off-the-cuff so I don't have some clever elaborate trap to offer you wonderful readers at the moment, but I'm sure we can all imagine something cool and fitting as individuals. Yang helps, not only with the setup but with how to lure Yin in. I'm thinking they stage an escape for her, but given in the OG episode Yin considers her a traitor maybe not- maybe they pretend Yang has taken Shawn captive to make Yin angry that his game has been interrupted. Yes, that's it, they make Yin think the focus has been taken away from him and put onto his daughter- Yang reveals Yin is her father during the scene where Shawn and Gus convince her to help.

Yin shows up. He's characterized to be closer to Henry in this version, since there was some missed but intentional points of it in the OG episode- he criticizes Yang's work as sloppy, he says he trained her better, he tells her he's always having to come clean up her messes and screw-ups and cover for her. Maybe we use this as a catalyst for Henry- he hears some of his own words in Yin's beratements and realizes he's making the same mistakes over and over and he needs t reevaluate how he interacts with his son. Set up a character arc for Season 6 that makes Santabarbaratown hit even harder because we've just spent a whole season watching Henry and Shawn move past their dysfunctional dynamic into one that's a little healthier, a little clearer, a little better for them both, and then just when things finally don't have this constant underlying tension and resentment BAM! Henry gets shot.

But we've gotten off-topic. While Yang and the gang helped this requires Shawn to be the kind of Main brain behind this trap. Obviously Yang sort of leads him to it, as she does, but he's ultimately the one who comes up with most of this plan. They're beating Yin at his own game.

And Yin shows.

But things go wrong- Yin is able to predict some elements of the trap and he makes sure Lassie, Jules, The Chief, Henry, and whatever other backup can't get to him quite yet. It's Shawn and Gus and Yang alone, and none of them are sure what move to make now.

And Yin looks at Shawn and says "It's terrible for my apprentice, but very good for your first. I knew I saw something in you."

We establish the story behind the picture in this moment of Relative Calm through flashback, with Yin prompting Shawn's memory- Yang dropped the groceries she'd been getting out of the car and called out to ask Shawn for help as he rode by on his bike, and he stopped and helped her and Yin came out and commented on what a rare thing that is these days, a kid being willing to help out a stranger for no reward, could he take a picture of the little hero? It's Shawn, he loves attention and praise, he agrees, and Yin takes the picture and Shawn gets on his bike and then- nothing. Nothing until later when he wakes up on the ground somewhere else a couple hours later being told by a completely different concerned adult that it looks like he wrecked his bike, does he need help getting home?

He correctly concludes that Yang knocked him out, they kidnapped him- but Yang had a change of heart. Maybe Henry went around looking for his son, and Yang realized that for all their similarities (they'd been stalking him of course- Yin had planned to make Henry his next big targeted foe but Shawn proved to be intriguing and he decided to Wait) Shawn's father does love him, unlike hers. So she sneaks him out, stages a bike accident, and lets him be found.

That's why he didn't remember the picture- literal head trauma, maybe a drugging. Ties him and Yang closer together, gives a reason why Yin is also targeting him because that "Yang was obsessed, not me," stuff in the OG doesn't make sense, especially with Allison's lines about Yin praising Shawn to her.

And Yin praises Shawn again, openly, and says he's very impressed and very proud- Shawn really does have the makings of a great puppeteer, why, he barely realized this was a trap until the last minute! And sadly he'll never be able to see Shawn through to his best potential because he has to disappear now, but he'll be satisfied just knowing he put a little Crack in Shawn's life before he killed him.

That is when Yang overcomes her freeze from this confrontation and kills Yin, to protect Shawn- again, drawing parallels between her and him, with a protective rise-to-the-occassion nature. Shawn could have been her- but he had Gus, and for all Henry's faults and his (in my opinion Unforgivable) unintentional abuse he did love his son, and that made a difference.

Ends roughly the same otherwise- Yang is taken back to the care facility where she stays until The Musical, Shawn and Jules have a moment at the end that reveals their relationship to Lassie. Maybe there's an element in there of everyone else having heard Yin's little speech the whole entire time and kind of having to assure Shawn that Yin didn't know what he was talking about, Shawn could never have ended up like him or Yang, but it's clear none of them are blind to the similarities even if they're pretending to be for Shawn's sake.

And like with Mr. Yin Presents it's of course a catalyst for Shawn to disconnect from his intelligence and unpleasant emotions even more, so Season 6 continues in it's increased wackiness as before, but maybe with one or two instances of other characters pointing out that this is not a healthy way to deal with what Yin said about him- and Shawn promptly denying that's what's happening, of course.

What do y'all think? I think it ties everything up more cleanly and makes the themes and elements they were going for clearer.

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Giovanni and Hurrem time !

First, it always make me chuckle when you call me 'Sir' (im very much a she) and each time I'm like *putting a suit and spreading legs* "I'm CEO now. Call me Sir and make my coffee black." Ahah

I mean, Giovanni deserve! He deserves and I give. And I'm ready to see your evolution in his design, when you want it and have time for it🌸 _

I'm very happy you like Hürrem! Thank you for liking the concept idea before anything else!

Oh my gods ! I knew it ! I knew it that guy was a cousin of Nick Wilde or whatever. I didn't want to assume like "he looks like a fox and he is giving Nick" but I did. And love it. I mean Nick ?

1. For Hürrem being half-rabbit, its because I imagine her mother (Parvin) being a mixed of Paimon and you know the female bunny in the Disney movie Bambi ? Very 50s inspired type of very girly girl design but with a demonic twist of course. And that is why!

Then you talk of Nick and I was like, yeah, I saw what you did here ! And we definitely have at least one braincells in common. Yes.

2.  For Hürrem name, yes I know the Turkish serie, I saw like 3 episodes one thousand years ago ?

And I know the historical figure named Hürrem.

I like this name because of the sound of it and the two dots on the ü. Its pretty. Then I just gave a logical reason with Parvin loving Hürrem Sultan in 'real life'.

I like Giovanni's name ! Italian. Like Addolorata ahah. Olcayto was really a surprise when I first saw his name, I never heard it before ! Its original.

Not unnecessary details. Details are great.🌸 _

I like that you like Hürrem background, and yes the Ars Goetia are miserable to the core. All of them.

I didn't think about SSAU Paimon ! Did you draw it somewhere and I missed it ? No ! *throw sparkles in panic* but yes, logically the heigher ranks demons are all fallen angels. They help Luci in the rebellion. I remember, Paimon and Lilith created the Goetia.

So yes Hürrem would have angelic blood in her veins I suppose because her grandfather on her mother side is a fallen angel. BUT in AA, the aristocratic demons are all corrupted by Hell (its just to say that they are more demon in their nature) This is why in a short story, Azrael ask to Abaddon to put a benediction on Charlie and Constantine to not be corrupted by himself. (It works better on Charlie than Constantine but its still a must) _

Yes, Constantine saw an opportunity in Hürrem and used it. Very diplomatic of him and practical.

I wonder if Elrond could be a proposition of a suitor in Constantine's head if Hürrem is successful to find Lilith with Giovanni? Just curious ! _

Hürrem is cute and you are right this type of character have the smoothest arc and changes especially when one party push the other to the better of themselves (they can break some time to time but they always come back together to slay again).

I love your little dialogue "Did you do crimes i dont know about ?" "No?!"

Ahah ! That was funny. And FLUFFY FEATHERS is the best nickname. I love it !!

(Giovanni's presence save the day!) _

The fanfics in Hell thingy is something that Hürrem would definitely like. She would ship everybody with Carmilla, Alastor with Luci and Vox with his assistant or something ahah.

I always find it so impressive Serenity is a doctor in her time period ? Like that is dedication. A nurse is what to expect but a all female doctor ? In America XXe century ? Slay.

I just imagine Human Serenity and an university professor argued for let her pass the test.

S : Thank you, sir. I will do my best. You said I have excellent scores at the last test ? Professor : I did. Very good. But... S : So, I'm on top of the class. This mean, with your marking I will pass, yes ? Professor *inconfortable* : Yes but maybe, I thought, doctor is very difficult, and for a woman of your background its your last chance to...(stay in line)

*Serenity jump on him and put a knife on his neck.*

S : ... I will pass, yes ? Professor : Yes. *removes the knife.* S : Thank you very much, sir. I will see you at the ceremony. _

Thank you ! I'm glad you her 😭 no need to use my others one then.

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Thank you for your answers about Giovanni faq! It was interesting to know and now I can tie down the character of Hürrem.

•So shorter Hürrem it is. Noted. •Ahah, I just think that Giovanni would lost his mind if he meets Lolicia one day. •His backstory is very difficult and very well done. Tragic and important to his character. Its good. •The two options of the Clan gives to cubs is a good plan to manage the organisation and have members who actually wants to be part of the Clan and not forced to be part of it because they got keep as orphans. Liberty of choices. •the secret hideout in all the Rings give me Lupin The Third vibes (anime) and I appreciate it. •Ahah Giovanni and its 20 lucks charm on gun mastery make me thing of dnd. I think Hürrem would be fAscINatEd by the gunsmith expertise. _

The duo will first appear between episode 7 and last episode of season 1, perhaps two times but we will see much more of them in the season 2 !

Have a great day too 🌸🌸🌸 !!

LMAO! and SORRY!! (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠) We use the word "Sir" in my native language, regardless of gender, to be more respectful and sincere at the end of the conversation or at the beginning.English is burning my brain on this subject, every word has a different meaning depending on gender.In my native language, He/She/They/It all equals just one word.

And Lmao Yes, CEO Marquisev sir. Today your suit looks perfect as always and I will bring your Whiskey Neat and your Coffee black ☜⁠ ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠)❤️/ (too Sweet cover by Reinaeiry)

*You can also think of me in a butler's uniform*

Thank you! When I reply to the messages you sent before, I will draw them as soon as I get the chance!!

Of course I will love Hürrem, she is a very well written character!

And I'm so glad you like Giovanni!!

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Yes I remember! And it was a really smart decision. And very clever!

Yes' Precisely, and thanks to that brain cell, we now have Nick and Judy in Hell, sort of. YIPEPEPEP

And strangely, I'm already very fond of these two characters, I'm curious how their stories will progress!!

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Yes, and I'm glad you saw it centuries ago. I think each episode is about 2-3 hours long. It would take a lifetime to finish the series.

Seriously, the sound 'ü' makes is so beautiful, for some reason, when you say Hürrem, you get the Vibe of a noble character!

And for the sake of connection, it was wise for Parvin to love Hürrem in Real life.

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I'm glad you like Giovanni's name! And I love Addolarata's name, it's so creative! And seriously, I've never heard a name like that before.

And I'm glad you like the name Olcayto! In short, the meaning of the name means lucky in Turkish. (Serenity Sometimes is not CREATIVE person)

For some reason, ı thought Serenity like This while choosing the name from The books "What does lucky mean in other languages?! I mean, I can't just name the child Lucky, it's like the name of a pet dog."

And I'm glad you liked the details!!

Yes, unfortunately, the Goetia, they arereally miserable, but after all, they're noble demons, what can we expect?

Nope I didn't draw!! But I read that he was the one who was most loyal to Lucifer during his rebellion against Heaven, so I thought of him as a fallen angel!But after all, a cursed fallen angel, the reason Lucifer wasn't cursed as much as the others was because he was the True Archangel

And Yes!

Yes, you have made a really logical decision in AA. After all, even if they were fallen angels, they would not be strong enough to resist corruption.They are all demon now.

Yes, I remember that scene and it caught my attention.Seriously, Azrael's words there make a lot of sense.In the end, it's not in anyone's best interest for Charlie or Constsntine to be corrupted.

And I have a question. In SSAU Constantine and Charlie's blood is orange/a kind of resin color because they are half angel and half ex-human.

(Both of their blood has a seriously different structure. But , I can give an example of one of ıt characteristics, Charlie or Constantine's blood is like the blood of an angel, it is like acid for sinners)

But I do not intend to do the same for the children of sins.

So I'm planning to have their blood black like a hell-born, do you think that makes sense?

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Yes .

Maybe, after all, he's the of the young Goetias close to Hürrem's age so he will offer this option to Hürrem and Elrond if her mission is completed successfully.

But if either of them does not like the offer and Hürrem does not want marriage as an option, Constantine can do something different Solution on what she wants.

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Yes definitely! And such characters are so much fun to read!

I'm so glad you liked the little dialogues, and lmao that dialogue was my favorite too!

And I'm glad you liked the nickname! Giovanni would probably be the type to call people with a lot of nicknames.

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LMAO Imagine, Giovanni and Hürrem are sitting while they are on a journey to move to another ring.Giovanni's attention goes to what Hürrem is reading and asks what she is reading.Hurrem she panicked and said that she didn't read anything and that it was nothing important

(30 fanfic tabs were open in Chrome at the time).

(By the way, funfact, if you have too many fanfic tabs on chrome, the box at the top will stop showing the number and say ':D 'lmao)

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Yes, Serenity was a Doctor, and yes, women were often nurses at that time.

But this was a very difficult task. Serenity studied at university around 1940 and was there.There's a lot of sexism and a lot of racism at the same time.a lot of university didn't even accept women or people of color.

((English is not my first language, I researched and found out that the term "People of Color" is the best way to address, please tell me if I'm wrong))

In other words, this meant that Serenity was studying at university while dealing with a lot of things.

(I had to do a LOT OF research on whether this thing was possible (I hate racism and sexism SOOO much))

But in the 1940s, there were medical universities that accepted students of color.

Serenity studied at Howard University College of Medicine.

Also, the money and human connections that Alastor left her helped her a lot. It can be said that this path was nearly completely closed to the woman in that time(It was very difficult, especially if she came from a family with no money, that woman was usually just married off.),

But the door was open to Serenity, but she had to work in an inhumane way and she did it.

The reason she wanted to become a doctor was because people of color did not receive proper healthcare at that time. They're were not admitted to the hospitals, or even if they were admitted, they did not receive good service.

That's why Serenity wanted to become a doctor and then open her own clinic in her hometown, to ensure justice and help those in need. And she did this. When she announced that the she will open a Clinic, there were many people who supported her And they donated money to open her clinic and expressed their moral support for her. and she helped many people until she died.

She didn't even take money from patients who couldn't afford treatment This much. In return, patients always give her food or gifts. (There was a time when Serenity didn't even need to cook at home. She didn't need to buy food because she ate the food given to her as a gift)

I'm sorry for the lore dump, but while doing research, the more I saw discrimination, the more mad I became.

DEFINITELY! There is a possibility of such a scene There were probably men somewhere who tried to remind Serenity that a woman's duty is to be a housewife.

And Serenity be like: *putting a knife to the throat* Oh yes, If I should be a beautiful housewife.you will be a good fertilizer for the soil in my garden. Do you want to try??

After all other people's opinions are important, right?

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And seriously the dialogue you wrote was beautiful!!

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It was an honor to answer your questions!!!

-It would be really interesting if Lolicia and Giovanni meet!!

-I'm so glad you liked the background!!

-Yes, after all, "you can't force a dog to go hunting."(This is an idiom)And Serenity needs loyalty and love. There must also be fear, but such a structure cannot be governed by fear.

-Yes! I saw Lupine The third!! And I'm glad you liked it!!

-LMAO and yes!

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-I seriously can't wait to see these two!!

Thank you for your return and I wish you a good day!! 🌸🌸🫂❤️

[mamaladeskies]

Dear Door: I'll Need My Eyes Cleansed

I want to start by saying I have never seen that many dicks before in my entire life. I am in a state of shock. Yes, I'm an adult.

I've found myself getting into boys love manhwa and it's been good so far. I chanced upon Dear Door by Pluto and what caught my eye was the suggestive cover and Cain's brown skin, so of course I was going to read it.

After 152 chapters (I'm taking a break from the dicks) I am confident that this was PWP, porn with plot. A good plot. I sacrificed sleep a couple times to find out what was at the end of each twist and turn.

At first I'd halted my reading to continue with Painter of the Night because for the first few chapters the story seemed chopped in some places; like when Kyunjoon would say he's feeling pain, we wouldn't know why but it would be alluded to that something had happened. I kept wondering if I'd skipped a panel or something.

A Tiktok I saw of Cain and Kyunjoon's babies drew me back to the story. They were very cute. It motivated me to continue and once I got into it, I couldn't stop. Painter of the Night got forgotten, my personal project got forgotten, my sleep became an afterthought. At work, what got me through the day was remembering Cain and Kyunjoon were waiting for me.

I enjoyed their relationship, even when other couples were introduced I didn't feel an urge to jump ship. They had an opposites attract thing going on where they complemented each other, they communicated their feelings(mostly), they enjoyed each other's company, Cain teasing Kyunjoon was adorable and Cain is 101% dedicated to Kyunjoon and so was Kyunjoon... It was just cute.

Dear Door had that thing I like where when the demon starts to fall in love, his heart starts to feel funny and he's confused at what his body is doing.

The plot of demons using humans as doors to hell meant we got an unhealthy number of sex scenes, with no lightsabers. Pluto did not censor anything and even magnified the sex scenes, such that we'd get multiple close ups from like different angles going on and on for almost half the chapter. The first time I saw it, the uncensored parts, I thought my sleep depraved self was imagining things. It had started out pretty mild and then everything was in my face, multiple times. Whew.

Let's just say the characters got into some kinky stuff along the way, Azaniel, bless him, was very curious and unashamed about it.

The true strength of this story was the fast pace, I never got bored, and how the characters were written and the dynamics between them. Sid was an interesting character, his yearning for love was truly pitiful. Understanding why Cain was playful and nice for a demon Lord was satisfying. Aaron's story was melodramatic. But, Satan could have been more diabolical, more scary... Just more.

Jinyoung was a victim. He truly suffered, I kept wondering how he's not the main character with how much he was suffering. It was sad, but he got a satisfying ending.

Something I can't let go of, is what the hell happened to Kyunjoon being a police officer? Did he quit? Was he fired? What happened there?

The beautiful art distracted me from any gaping holes in the story. The characters were beautifully designed and the colours were stunning. My favourite character design was Cain, in human and full demon form, then Ben in his mutt form then Aaron, I love his scars. Satan gets an honourable mention because of the red eyes.

And of course the babies. Look!

And here is Cain. The floppy ears are so cute and I didn't expect I'd come to like the fangs but I am obsessed. Also, his blonde eyelashes... Uwu. I think I want to see more interspecies and how different artists portray them.

And then some drawings just made me laugh. Oh that's the other thing, I had a few laugh out loud moments and that's always a win.

Even the smut was masterfully drawn. I'll be honest and add the size difference between Cain and Kyunjoon threw me off a bit. I once saw on Reddit that bls tend to do this, however experiencing it with your own two eyes is something else. I want to know what inspired this.

In the end, I had fun. Though I'm kinda worried I won't find something else with beautiful illustrations + cute couple + action packed.

I'm thinking On a Leash next, I heard it's toxic so of course you'll find me at the scene of the crime.

[sometimesrosy]

Ep 1 Pilot Live blog

I'm going in guys.

FiFirst sight of baby Clarke drawing and dreasming of Earth. :( And the reveal that the whole earth is dead, and only The Ark is surviving.... or so they think. Another 100 years before it's survivable.

Baby Clarke. Oh she's not even eighteen. Every crime punishable by death and our little feral Clarkie overpowers the big tough guards. OH look it's Abby. Giving the Delinguents the chance to live! ON THE GROUND!

Damn they shot her with a tranq dart.

And the drop ship is off.... zoomies. Clark wakes up in a tin can with OH WELLS!!!! poor baby Wells. OH Monty and

And the chancellor telling them they ARE the chance for everyone because THEY are expendable. I always hated that. How can you call people expendable. Such a bad world view.

Oh the lady we never saw again after the pilot. I liked her. Abby's friend. What was her name?

ooomg, Clarke is giving Well's dad a dirty look. AND floating hair for brains. Finn. Right how did I forget his name? Octavia is enjoying her freedom with the other kids. But acceleration and Finn and his followers break the fucking ship.

Why is my brain so bad I've forgotten everyone's names.

Wells trying to apologize and Clarke NOT forgiving him. Little Wanheda.

Clarke goes to check on the fallen kids and starts taking control right away

OMG BELLAMY, just back it up guy, and Clarke gets in his face right away.

But here comes Octavia "the girl that hid under the floor." "OMG Look how big you are." Much tears.

Oh pissy octavia because he's in guard uniform. "No one has a brother!" All these reveals are pretty slick, actually. I know the who thing is cheesy but they are giving us so much information.

WOW. They open the door and SUDDENLY EVERYONE IS SO BEAUTIFUL IN THE GOLDEN SUN AND WIND MACHINES.

Don't say Octavia Don't say it.

WERE BACK BITCHES!!!!

she said it.

and enter the delinquents. Oooh. Radioactive. Not me dancing with with delinquents. Yes. Yes I am chair dancing.

"Why so serious princess?" Ugh. Gag. Wow I really hate finn. Still. More so.

Poor baby Clarke is so serious. THey dropped us on the wrong damn moutnain. Was that seriously all before the first commercial break? WOW packed.

Kane as a villain. Remember that? He is awful. Jackson and SInclair!!

Wells wants to be so helpful.

OMG John Murphy as an actual villain. And Bellamy too. Octavia the rebel. It's so weird seeing them so naive. But actually Octavia's character is still the same. Wells and Murphy fighting until hair brains jumps down and acts "the hero." Why is he so icky?

"Hey spacewalker. Rescue me next." EW. Octavia you picked the wrong guy.

Oh remeber that Bob came up with that deep voice because he stayed out too late the night before or something and had a husky voice so he then had to fake a deep voice for the next seven years of his life. lol.

God I cannot express how every time Finn opens his mouth I hate him more.

Our first adventure with Clarke and Finn and Octavia and Jasper and Monty.

Oh that's right. Jaha was shot. I totally forgot. After Clarke gets his pardon it becomes a non issue. And Jasper and Monty got put in jail for weed. lol. And poor baby O for "being born."

Haha. The shocking two faced deer that scares them all. All these wonders of the earth are very nostalgic. OH that's right, Abby gets put into jail for using too many supplies to save him.

And they discovered the shooter of Jaha. "It's no one. Just a janitor." Oh this guy is trying to get Kane to kill people. OH YEAH KANE you're talking to the traitor. It's that guy.

Murphy's back story. Begging for mercy in the float chamber when your father floated him.

Bellamy is so young. A trouble maker. Really just trying to keep the Ark from joining them because he killed Jaha. And taking over as ruler. Or dad of the group.

Oh new reveal. Clarke tells them why they sent the 100 down. The Ark is Dying. Three months left of life support. Maybe four after sending them down.

Why does she think Wells turned in her dad, anyway? Just because she couldn't imagine her mom doing it?

Oh me rolling my eyes when Finn says "we have to warn them" when really he's just saying that for Raven, not for some moral reason.

Octavia stripping and jumping into the water. Where did her jumpsuit go and how did she get the pants.

And Jasper spots the CREATURE coming to get Octavia. You know they could have used the creature in the water as one of the dangers in the following eps but they just dropped that. The only monster we really had in early season was Pauna. I mean non human monsters. We should have had more monsters.

I'm really just not paying attention to Jasper saving Octavia. It doesn't really feed into the rest of the story.That was a big monster. We should have seen more of it.

The delinquents having their first bonfire and taking off the wrists. Oh that was Fox. Wells is a goody goody. It's a little annoying. I mean he's right but he's not going about this in the right way. There you go. Our doctors, our farmers, our engineers. Bellamy is like okay well that's a good point. Until he Wells says "how could you not want our people to come down." And then he's like "what do you mean WE kemosabe. those aren't my people. Those are the people who floated my mom and put my sister in jail."

Now they're shouting WHATEVER THE HELL WE WANT they are fucking morons. Honestly.

But they are loving the rain. Hey that's the first rain they've ever experienced. Aww.

And abby gets arrested for saving Jaha. I mean Kane is right. No special treatment. But the whole concept is not good. Abby is used to special treatment though.

Penal code ONE. Their first law. Wow. All crimes are capital crimes.

"I choose to make sure that the human race stays alive"

"I choose to make sure we deserve to stay alive." Abby.-- This was like the most important statement made in the entire show, right here. First episode. And it was a driving force until season seven where they were just like. Nah. Nazi cults are the best idea. Technology. Purple aliens.

Oh they put Abby in Clarke's cell with her drawings.

Clarke wakes up on the earth (the dream) with the luminescent trees. Again a thing they could have used more often. maybe it was too expensive.

Oh Finn. You're ruining the mood. Go away. Yes I mock Finn's every line after he says it. Finn finds tracks he says are monkeys. Which we never see.

Kane thinks he's the only one who's willing to do what it takes which is going to be echoed by Bellamy later. They're both wrong. What was that character's name? Played by Kelly Hu I think.

Bellamy dragging Wells out in the middle of the night with his gun. He's telling Wells to stand up to his dad and take off the wristband. Murphy's reprobates take off his wristband. I totally thought they were gonna kill him but the scene ends with the clink and release.

Now we're executing Abby until... Jaha comes to the rescue.

Swinging across the river..."see ya on the other side." Jasper is trying to impress O. Finn STOP TALKING. you're a terrible character.

Good music though. "IT's okay to be afraid, Jasper. The trick is not fighting it." Ok Finn that line is actually pretty good.

Jasper finds the sign for Mount Weather and after much cheering and laughing--BOOM in the chest with spear. Not sure how he survived that actually.

The magic of hollywood.

"We're not alone." and BOOM WERE OUT.

well. that was fun. I can't see it for what it was, though. I can only see it for how it relates to the rest of the story that I know came later even if somethings don't relate and some things I didn't notice or forgot.

The acting's a bit wooden and stiff and the delinquents are morons. The hair gel is too strong-- the main reason we're happy for the first delinquent rain storm.

I remember I didn't love the show after the first episode, but I liked it enough to keep watching. It wasn't until ep three or four that I really started loving it.

ALL RIGHT MY FRIENDS. Let us now open The 100 Rewatch 2023 season!

Add your opinions and insights. Link me when you do a liveblog. Comment and send asks.

I don't know if we have a schedule anywhere or a discord. But as of now, we're looking on focusing on each of the first six seasons every two months. SO february and march is season 1.

[wordsandrobots]

IBO:Urdr Hunt part 17 has been fansubbed over on Youtube by @trafalgarlog (who you’ll note is now on Tumblr).

Oh, I misspoke on my post about the Soup Party side-story -- I believe we’re due one more side-story from the game, featuring McGillis and Almiria. Though given events in this episode, there is an outside chance that’ll actually be in the Urdr Hunt.

Speaking of those events, it’s only a flipping beach episode. Sort of. IN SPACE! Sadly we are not treated to Montag [swimsuit edition] but he does stick his oar in properly this time, as Katya’s past definitively catches up to her, the Afam gang do some pool-side market research, and serious questions are raised about how exactly the Seven Star family lineages work.

Hajiroboshi  (Part 1, Part 2)

Departure (Part 1, Part 2)

598 (Part 1, Part 2)

Corridor of Betrayal (Part 1, Part 2)

Holder of the Ring (Part 1, Part 2)  

Unexpected Encounter (Part 1, Part 2)

Venus’ Worth (Part 1, Part 2)

Brothers’ Ship (Part 1, Part 2)

Horn and Flower's Shadow (Part 1, Part 2)

As we are wont to do, we open on the bridge of the Erda II where the crew are remarking on the lack of instruction regarding the next stage of the Hunt. The ring has been dormant for a month and a half, leaving everyone at a loss for how to proceed. While Korunaru believes she would have been told if everything had been called off, they are talking about someone who can casually hand out a hundred million meria as a deposit. Dexter and Sinister point out this is chump-change next to the hundred billion prize. Perhaps it has just been written off?

On the plus side, the free time enables what is presumably a great opportunity to spend some of Wistario’s deposit: visiting a near-Earth resort colony to look into what it has to offer with a view to replicating that on Radonitsa in the future.

Or at least this is what Katya and Korunaru claim they’re doing as they have a whale of a time testing out the colony’s water-park. Range chides them on treating this as playtime when there is serious work to be done -- while seated on an inflatable, sipping a cold drink through a straw, and wearing his swimming trunks.

And yes: Range is absolutely ripped and yes, his swimming trunks match his poncho. What a guy.

Wistario is fine with everyone having a good time: they’re here to study the facilities after all. And Range is in fact fully committed to doing so, having checked out the A-plus service from the staff and established there’s a cinema and casino in easy reach, not to mention the large-scale docking port to accommodate passenger liners.

I do wonder - only partly because I love the manga - if this is meant to be one of the Avalanche colonies from IBO:Gekko. Avalanche 5 at least is indicated to be a resort and the position close to the Moon would make it an easy destination from Earth. That would also place this in Arianrhod Fleet territory, which might have a bearing on later events.

Anyway, no way is Venus able to copy a place like this given its current circumstances. Katya is amused by how much Range is throwing himself into this -- he’s even been getting details on the permit system that Gjallarhorn uses to control travel to Venus (since it’s used as a penal colony), in the hopes of finding a way to bargain for greater access. It’s kind of endearing, honestly. Range is, as ever, jumping both feet first into the challenge before him.

But enough fun: Demner has spotted some suspicious characters watching the party. It appears intrigue is afoot!

Seeing as they need to know what’s up -- it could be another Urdr Hunt rivalry in the offing -- Wistario, Korunaru and a reluctant Katya draw the spies into the open at the back of the pool buildings.

To everyone’s surprise -- through perhaps not the audience and definitely not the girl herself -- the two men are here for Katya. But with Range causing a distraction, Demner is able to sneak up behind the men and overpower them (have I mentioned that the old chap is a scarily dab hand at beating people up? It bears repeating).

Unfortunately, it turns out these two were carrying genuine Gjallarhorn IDs -- and a fully-uniformed officer arrives to raise the alarm.

Everybody Scooby-Doos it out of the water park, running into the requisite nearby alleyway. But just as Range is thinking they might be in the clear, an impressively large blonde-haired gentleman judo-throws him clean across the alley. This is Captain Londo Bron and he is here for Lady Katya.

That’s right -- Lady Katya, who a tearful Londo remarks is the spitting image of Lady Carta when she was young.

Katya, of course, point-blank refuses to leave with him. Unfortunately, with Londo’s men blocking the way back, things are looking sadly inevitable. Demner offers to handle Londo while the others escape, but Wistario won’t leave him behind.

Which is when a familiar voice speaks from a nearby hatch: down here!

The gang scramble through the open door, finding themselves in an emergency escape tunnel designed for evacuations in the event the colony is damaged. Shutters close after them, allowing them to evade Londo and the other soldiers. But who is it that came to their aid in such dire straits?

I mean, no prizes for this one. ‘Humble businessman’ Montag steps from the shadows with his best insufferable smirk, congratulating himself on the success of his spur-of-the-moment decision to help.

Range is surprised anybody would go against Gjallarhorn like this, only for McGillis to smoothly move the subject to the fact that Londo’s next move will probably be to blockade the ports. So maybe they’d all better be running along, hmm?

Katya and McGillis exchange a last look as the group hurries away from him, and he notes that she really does look like Carta . . .

(I remain delighted by the fact that Mackie’s masked stranger act continues flies purely by virtue of him never giving anyone time or space to call him out on it.)

Remarkably, the Erda II is able to safely undock and leave. Wistario speculates that Londo’s unit might fall under a separate jurisdiction and therefore not have been able to halt a departing ship. However, they’re not in the clear yet, as a Gjallarhorn Halfbeak cruiser sends out a stop signal and is promptly dwarfed by the gigantic Skipjack-class battleship emerging from behind the colony. (Err . . . small note here, I’m not actually sure what the correct equivalent for Gjallarhorn’s ships would be in modern naval terminology. I tend to default to ‘cruiser’ to describe the Halfbeaks and the Skipjacks as ‘command ships’ though I think ‘battleship’ would be correct? These things are all part-aircraft carrier anyway, so there might not be a direct analog.)

I’m pretty certain the Halfbeak is in ‘default’ colours rather than those used by the Outer Earth Orbit Regulatory Joint Fleet (oh lord, I can type that from memory now) under Carta Issue’s command, but the Skipjack has the Issue Family crest proudly displayed on the side, so there’s no question of who it is has come after Katya (she herself calls them out by name). Incidentally, this is I think the first time an animated IBO thing has really conveyed just how bloody massive the Skipjack is. It’s twice as long as a Halfbeak and about thrice as tall, so it’s little wonder Wistario and the others are struck dumb at the sight of it.

With more mobile suits than Dexter can count approaching, Katya takes imminent capture as well as you might expect and flees to the mobile suit bay with a half-formed idea of taking Hajiroboshi.

Wistario intercepts her as she’s flailing in the zero gravity and she tells him she’d rather die than be captured. He says that must mean they’re some fairly horrible people. So she’d better leave this to him. And Range, who he orders into battle: they’re going to break through Gjallarhorn’s line so the ship can escape.

Katya looks up to find Demner and Korunaru there as well, readying themselves for a fight. In the middle of everything, it’s good to have friends.

We get the stock-footage of Hajiroboshi and Asmoday launching, which is cut in a bit inelegantly since we go from Wistario and Ranger entering the ‘suit bay to them entering it again in their flight gear. Could have been finessed, I feel. But anyway, it’s fight time!

The two Gundams manage to make a dent in the force of Grazes sent after them (which are tan-coloured, something previously only seen with the Dáinsleif archer variants in Season 2; not sure if that’s significant) and thus create the required opening for the Erda II. Regrettably, that’s when Captain Londo joins the fight.

His Graze Ritter (commander’s variant) instantly obliterates Wistario’s rifle with a Giant Fuck-Off Axe. He is, it turns out, a crack pilot and not a bad tactician either, as he is able to hold the pair’s attention long enough for his troops to encircle them.

Aboard the Erda II, Demner and Katya can only watch helplessly, since turning back to assist would undo everything they’re trying to achieve. Luckily, a certain red mobile suit zips past in the opposite direction, announcing that it’s there to help . . .

Londo is suitably thrown by seeing the Grimgerde bearing down on him, swords drawn, and McGillis joins the fray, confidently taking charge and ordering Wistario and Range to regroup then divide Londo’s forces. With the masked man’s help, they’re able to disable everyone except the captain himself. McGillis tells the others to go on without him -- he’ll see them soon -- and engages the Ritter directly.

It’s a fierce duel but McGillis is quickly able to get the upper hand, disarming his opponent, headbutting him, and then dropping a quick bit of psychological warfare on him before peacing out: is Londo aware of Okina Uroka’s ambitions?

(Incidentally, I think this is the first time we’ve seen the Grimgerde’s visor open to expose the monocular eye inside - this feature wasn’t ever shown in IBO proper but McGillis does it here for . . . some reason. Possibly just to show-off.)

As he leaves the battlefield, Mackie reflects that Londo’s loyalty will be of use to him. He’s also intrigued to see a couple of extra Gundams knocking around (because he is a nerrrrd).

Aboard the Skipjack, the sensor operator reports the loss of the Erda II’s signal to an elderly gent with familiar eyebrows: Lord Uroka. He is not pleased with Londo’s blundering, who does not make excuses for failing to ‘protect’ Katya. But Katya herself refused to come with him . . .

Uroka is unphased. She’s too young to appreciate her position. Londo remarks that she nonetheless seems smart, to which Uroka responds by saying that while Carta was special, Katya might come close, if she learns from the right people. This will be his final duty as Issue Family patriarch.

To this end, he sends Londo out with a Halfbeak and a platoon of mobile suits. But he doesn’t seem all that impressed with the good captain, remarking in his absence that he’s more loyal dog than loyal subject.

Back on the Erda II, the subject of conversation is most assuredly: what the fuck? While nobody blames Katya for the actions of others, she has run out of room to squirm around the question of what she’s running away from. The Issue Family is currently without a heir, owing to a slight Mikazuki-induced curtailment of the bloodline. Carta Issue was going to replace the head of the family due to his being on his sickbed -- but if that sick patriarch happened to have another, illegitimate child . . . well.

Yes, Katya confirms dourly: she is the final Issue heir.

Which if nothing else raises a massive question-mark over who exactly Lord Uroka is. Up to now, all the heads of the Gjallarhorn noble houses have borne the name of their Family. Does this mean Uroka is only an Issue by marriage? But if so, how does that square with keeping the bloodline going? If Katya has a claim, it’s surely got to be via the Issue Family line. Or are the rules flexible in that regard? We’ve had no hint previously that Carta’s dad was anything less than the outright head of her house prior to his illness. His illness was severe enough to have required her to be placed under Iznario Fareed’s guardianship, sure, but you’d think a more complicated family situation would have come up before now. Or is that situation *why* Fareed could get his hooks into the matter?

Actually, while I assume this is a blind-alley for speculation to follow, we’ve no confirmation as yet that this *is* Carta’s father. Uroka looks old and sickly but he’s up and about. Could it be that this is in fact another relative who has stepped into the void left by both father and daughter?

Well, hopefully we’ll find out next time. I’m not wholly convinced how beneficial it will be to Urdr Hunt as a story to have McGillis’ political maneuvering thrown into the mix. But I am certainly intrigued by what’s going to happen here. While the obvious conclusion is that Uroka intends to use Katya to perpetuate the Issue Family, Mackie’s parting line to Londo suggests something more is going on. And we do know for certain that whatever Uroka is planning, the Issues are a spent force by the time of Season 2. We have a foregone conclusion without a clear picture on what the middle part is yet.

As for Londo Bron himself . . . well, he’s obviously a survivor of Carta’s, um, what is the masculine equivalent of an Amazon Brigade? Whatever, he’s a blonde hunk fanatically loyal to House Issue and honestly, I like where this is going. Carta’s Mackie-clone squad beautifully walks the line between joke and heartbreaking detail, so exploring what became of a remainder of them after the fact is an intriguing line to follow. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if he ends up pitted against his boss before this is done.

Katya’s opinions on all this have been clear from the start: she does not want anything to do with the Issues, with her affections being squarely for her mother. This ramps that up, with her being willing to effectively leap into space rather than be dragged into her father’s schemes. Obviously we get the note of everyone rallying round to protect her, which is fine if rote. I really hope wherever this goes, she’s able to settle it on her own terms and isn’t reduced to a damsel in distress . . .

[mysteriouseggsbenedict]

Hello I've been summoned

Here's what i can say about Violet:

I think it would be okay to age her down a bit, but maybe not making her the same age as Nicholas. A year or two or three older would suffice. Violet does have some caretaking tendencies that fit well with her being the oldest of the group. One of my favorite moments with her in EE is a scene where during one of their nighttime meetups, Violet brings a pie for the boys to share, and it's written in a sort of motherly way. I don't think her age is entirely integral to her character though, it's just kind of an aspect that fleshes out their dynamic.

I believe she paints, she might draw (don't remember) but definitely doesn't sculpt. In EE she paints Nicholas standing out on a bluff that overlooks her family's farm. So I'd wager she focuses on landscapes but also does include people.

Violet is a bit of a withdrawn and lonely person due to her disability and living on a rural farm. She has an artistic soul, she jumps at the chance to make connections and care for others, she has a good relationship with her family, and I'd say she has a solid sense of wonder and melancholy for the world instilled in her. She's someone who went outside at night to stand on a bluff and look at the stars and the field.

And for John:

The Hopefields meet John due to this order of events:

Nicholas befriends John at the orphanage

Nicholas, who is a mischievous boy who keeps sneaking out at night, meets Violet when they encounter each other on the bluff at night and Nicholas correctly judges that she is deaf

Nicholas gets John to sneak out with him and meet Violet and they begin this ritual of nocturnal meetups

The books don't show this part because Nicholas doesn't see it from his point of view, but John gets adopted by the Hopefields, and presumably what happened is Violet told them about John and Nicholas and they came to the orphanage to meet and adopt John. But this happens while Nicholas is not present (for plot reasons blah blah blah) so that's like putting the pieces together and we don't actually see a scene with the Hopefields and John interacting.

As far as my memory serves there is literally no scene where the Hopefields are actually present on the page and speak, so everything we know about them is second hand. But yes, they have a farm, they're poor because they got exploited by an oil company, and they're good people and good parents from everything we hear about them.

I would describe John as funny, loyal, kind, and having a good sense of morals. He doesn't like standing out out or having a flashy life/reputation. In EE he's not as adventurous or risk-taking as Nicholas and is kind of more like the reasonable and calm friend. He also expresses more desire to have a loving family and parents and has a less cynical worldview since he has a background of being able to trust adults. His parents died just a couple of years before EE, so he has memory of them and deals with depression about it in the book.

John also often makes quips about how smart Nicholas is and not understanding him or him being strange (in an affectionate way). He'll joke about Nicholas using big words and stuff. That can be a nice little bit of characterization to include.

Hope that helps!

Hello TMBS fandom. This is a request for a little help with some of my fic writing from any extraordinary education fans.

So I write mostly for the show, but am at the point where I want to start writing and referencing “show versions” for some of the book characters, and the one I’m working on right now is Violet Hopefield. Sadly, I have not read extraordinary education, and was hoping to get some character details.

I do want to preface this by saying that my intention is to write the character in a way that follows the plot lines I’ve set up, so while I won’t be writing an exact copy of the character, I do want an idea of what she’s like. Think the differences between book and show Noland and Canonball or even book Curtain and show Curtain. Are they the same? No. But you see the book character they are based on in them, while acknowledging that this is a slightly different story and a different version of them, while still enjoying both the show and book versions of the characters.

Head canons or popular head canons are appreciated, but I'm mainly looking for what's canon so if something is "canon to you" based on how the character acts, I'll consider it, but please specify what's canon and what's not.

With that in mind, here's a rundown of what I know and what I'd like to know. I'll start with Violet, but I might include a few things for John too (and I'll have some questions about a few other book characters eventually, but I'll stick with them for now).

Violet Hopefield:

The biggest gripe I think people might have with the way I'd write her is her age. Apparently in the books, the ages are Nicholas (9), John (12), Violet (14). The fandom wikipedia stuff I found only said that Violet had an 8th grade education and didn't list her age, so in a book series about genius kids, I just imagined her being younger than John, around Nicholas' age. Obviously this was a mistake, and given that show Nicholas is 12, that bumps the ages at which he meets them to Nicholas (12), John (15), Violet (17). My question is, if I made her character younger, like...around Nicholas' age, would that completely destroy the character? I know this is a big ask, but please, it's for plot purposes, and you'll be grateful later. I just want to know if it's a situation where "yes the characters are technically different ages, but at the end of the day, they're all just friends hanging out and who the oldest is doesn't really matter" vs. "Violet is the older mature one of the group. This is one of, if not her main defining character trait and changing it completely changes the character." If it's option two, I might still make Violet younger, while being very careful to make her a younger but mature child, like what they did with show Constance where she's not a toddler anymore, but she makes up for it by being extremely violent and fighting falcons (or what they did with the twin's ages, and Number Two and Rhonda's ages, etc.)

I know Violet is deaf, and Nicholas learns sign language to talk to her, but she's extremely good at reading lips. Her disability would for sure be part of the fic, and I've already read tips on and thought about ways I can incorporate this (at the risk of finding false info on ASL signs, I plan on writing when signing occurs, but won't make an attempt to write out the exact hand motions unless I can verify that what I'm describing is factually correct). Her ability to read lips is interesting, and I'm not sure how it's done in the books or whether it's done accurately (It is estimated that only 30% to 40% of speech sounds can be lip-read even under the best conditions and extra information is usually required to understand what is being said. That's from google, but I've heard that stat a lot). I plan to stay true to the books in this regard, but will be highlighting the fact that this is unusual and extremely impressive on Violet's part. How will I be doing that? That's a spoiler so unfortunately, I can't share, but I do have that covered. If there are any descriptions of sign language or aspects of deaf culture included in the books that are also important to include in fic, please let me know (I am also aware that her mother is also deaf, more on her later).

I know she's an artist. Not sure what she likes to draw (people? nature?) or what style she uses (painting? sculpting? sketches?), but if there's info on that, I'll take it. I also know she had an interest in going to art school (the whole Nicholas thing isn't an issues anymore since he's adopted by the Glenn's), so I will have her doing art competitions and stuff like that.

And that's a summation of everything I know about her. Other details that are appreciated are physical appearance (though that's subject to change, the show certainly changed that a lot for some characters, but I'd like to know what I can use), any defining beliefs or principles she lives by or revolves her life around, the top adjectives you think describe her, character quirks (e.g., Kate's bucket), and if possible, some snippets of dialogue from the books that give a good impression of her character.

I'd also like to know if there is anything that falls under the "she would NOT say/do that OR she would not say/do that without very special circumstances. For example, book Curtain would never adopt a child. In the show, he does, and most of us are fine with that, because they explain and clearly show the differences between the show and book characters. In another example, they made show Benedict a more flawed or maybe a better word is relatable mentor. And most of us were fine with that too, again, because they showed us how he arrived at that point. However, if they made Mr. Benedict a mean or unpleasant person, that would totally rip apart his character, regardless of the justification you gave for it. Obviously, what falls into the "would never" and "under the right conditions" categories is subject to debate, so I'll use my best judgment, but would still appreciate a starter list to go off.

Finally, anything else you think is relevant about Violet or her relationships with other characters is appreciated.

John Cole:

I know John Cole is Violet's brother, and he is adopted. I understand this happens in the books and that Nicholas and John are in an orphanage together, but since this is a show version of the character, this will actually happen before Nicholas meets them, but John Cole is still adopted. What I don't know are the circumstances of his adoption. Did the Hopefield's adopt him because he was friends with Violet? Is that why they wanted to adopt Nicholas too? How did the Hopefield's meet him? Do we know anything about John's bio family and culture that differs from the Hopefield's?

I've seen a lot about John Cole and farms. And a post about he and his wife having a farm. Does he actually have a wife in canon? Do the Hopefield's have a farm? Or does John just have "farmer vibes"? Is getting a city job something John would do or did he declare himself to have a deep seated hatred of the big city?

I know John calls Nicholas "Nick" on at least one occasion. Is this what John normally calls him? Do the Hopefield's and Violet call Nicholas "Nick" too, or is this just a "John thing"?

Other details that are appreciated are physical appearance, any defining beliefs or principles John lives by or revolves his life around, the top adjectives you think describe him, character quirks, and if possible, some snippets of dialogue from the books that give a good impression of John's character.

I'd also like to know if there is anything that falls under the "he would NOT say/do that OR he would not say/do that without very special circumstances as discussed above.

Any of course, anything else you think is relevant about John Cole or his relationships with other characters is appreciated.

The Hopefields:

I know Mrs. Hopefield is also deaf. Can she read lips too? Is Mr. Hopefield also deaf?

What are the Hopefield's occupations? I read something about them being miners and poor, not sure if that's accurate.

Why are they interested in adopting? Have they always been interested in adopting? Why did they want to adopt John?

Are there any important aspects to the Hopefield's culture or family philosophy? For example, if the Hopefield's are, say, Jewish or immigrants, or some sort of culture is mentioned, I would like to know so I can represent that properly and not accidently write it out of the story.

Are there any other members of the Hopefield family besides the parents, Violet, and John? Any beloved pets?

Other details that are appreciated are physical appearance, any defining beliefs or principles they live by or revolve their lives around, the top adjectives you think describe them, character quirks, and if possible, some snippets of dialogue from the books that give a good impression of their characters.

I'd also like to know if there is anything that falls under the "they would NOT say/do that OR they would not say/do that without very special circumstances as discussed above.

Any of course, anything else you think is relevant about the Hopefields or their relationships with other characters is appreciated.

Thanks guys! Feel free to add to the post, DM, or drop by my ask box.

And yes, eventually with enough time, I might like to read extraordinary education someday, but I'd likely write this fic first, so I want to get some accurate info. Plot spoilers are fine, that won't deter me from reading it.

[outerbankies]

new light part 4: underneath the moonlight — rafe cameron

new light series masterlist

summary: you and rafe meet the parents (properly) and go to midsummers together, but not everyone is as smitten with your relationship as you two are.

pairing: rafe x kook reader

warnings: drinking, swearing

a/n: say hello to a few characters (tw: ward) i have had yet to feature thus far 🤗 more of y/n being besties with kelce (and topper this time—our fave obx himbo) there’s a lil drama in this part y’all... into the thick of it. thanks for all the feedback 💖not canon rafe

my writing

yeah if you give me just one night, to meet you underneath the moonlight

You’re startled awake by a loud knock on your bedroom door. You’re squished between 6 feet and 3 inches worth of boy and the pink wall your bed is pushed up against. Rafe always insisted on laying on your outer side, closest to the door of your bedroom. Which means you often woke up pressed into the wall, your neck sometimes aching from the awkward angle. Not to mention Wilbur always taking up the space at your feet, Rafe usually nudging him into your space so he could stretch out.

Rafe stirs also, making sleepy noises and stretching his legs where they hang off the end of your bed. He grumbles and smacks his lips together a few times, your hand instinctively coming to rub along his jaw. His eyes flutter open as the sun streams in through your window, illuminating the hint of golden stubble on his chin. You’d only slept over together a few times, since you were both staying with your parents for the summer, so it’s always nice to wake up with your boy in your bed.

Oh fuck. Your boy is in your bed.

Rafe's eyes widen at the same time as yours.

“Oh shit, we fell asleep?” he whispers, head whipping around your room.

“Fuck, you have to hide right now,” you whisper, stumbling through your thoughts sleepily.

Another knock sounds from the door.

You extract yourself from your spot between Rafe and the wall, his hands guiding you by your hips as you tumble over him.

“Just, fuck, just like—get under the covers or something. God, I hope it’s not my dad,” you whisper.

“Me too,” he says, slinking into the gap between your bed and the wall as best he can, covering his face with a pillow.

You check that he’s concealed enough, turning to open the door just the slightest bit. Dylan stands in the crack.

“We have brunch at the Club in an hour, mom wanted me to ask if you invited Rafe,” he peers around you, gaze moving to behind your shoulder. “Or I could just ask him myself. Sup, Rafe?”

“Shut the fuck up, Dyl,” you whisper-shout. “Where are mom and dad? Can he sneak out the back? And don’t lie to me, or I’ll tell them about Hilton Head.”

“God, calm down. Dad’s in the garage and mom’s getting ready. Just have him go now.”

“Thanks,” you say, all but slamming the door in his face. You turn around and press your back against the door, letting out a shaky breath.

The covers rustle, and Rafe springs out of your bed to gather his things while Wilbur watches him. He always starts pouting when he notices that Rafe is putting on his hat or shoes, signs that he’s about to leave.

“We are so dead.”

“You don’t think he’ll say anything, do you? I don’t think I can sit at brunch with your dad in an hour if he knows I slept in your bed last night.”

“Not if he’s smart,” you sigh. “Want me to walk you out?”

“No, I got it. Just keep Willy in here. I’ll text you when I make it out alive. If you don’t hear from me, just assume your father murdered me,” he jokes, leaning down to give you a kiss after he slips his shoes on. “See you back here in an hour?”

“Yes, please be early. And clean shaven.”

“Yes ma’am. And don’t insult me,” he mumbles against your lips.

“Nervous?”

“Not nearly as nervous as I will be if I get caught, sweetheart. Gotta go so I have time to shower—and shave. See you in a bit.”

He gives you one last kiss before he departs, and you move to the window with Wilbur to watch him slink across the backyard, arms crossed and a fond grin on your face. He turns and blows you one last kiss before he disappears around the side of your house.

—

“Y/n, can I speak to you for a second?”

Your dad’s voice comes from his study as you pass by, checking yourself over in the entryway mirror one more time. Rafe should be here any minute.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Come sit,” he says, gesturing to one of the chairs in front of his desk. You feel the hair stand up on the back of your neck. Your dad only invited you to talk in his study if it was something serious. The last time he did was when he told you he was going to take away your Range Rover if you didn’t pull your Bs up to As your freshman year of college. You’ve had a 4.0 ever since.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yes, everything’s fine. Just wanted to talk about the new boyfriend.”

“What about him?”

“I always knew of him while the two of you were growing up. But I talked to him a bit back during Dylan’s grad week.”

As an unruly teenager and the rightful heir to his father's business, everyone in the Outer Banks knew about Rafe and his antics. Good or bad. You could even recall your mom gossiping to your dad, words passed on from Rose, about some of his more... notable incidences.

“Y-yeah, he's...” you trail off, searching for the right words to describe Rafe these days.

“Seems like a good kid,” your dad supplies.

“What did you guys talk about?”

“Business, mostly. His future and whatnot.”

“Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?”

“No, I just wonder... are you sure about this one? When you were kids, that boy was always causing trouble. And you know your mother and I were always so proud of how you stayed in line.”

“I know,” you sigh. “But Rafe’s not a boy anymore. Just give him a chance.”

“I will,” your dad says, slapping his knees to stand up. “But I'm also gonna give him a hard time.”

“Dad, please.”

“It’s my job. Your mom gets to freak out about Dylan moving out, and I get to handle scaring every man who gets to look at you.”

The doorbell rings.

“Please. I am literally begging.”

Your dad draws a fake halo around his head, and you just roll your eyes.

The morning gets off to an even more embarrassing start as soon as Rafe crosses the threshold into your house. Wilbur jumps into his arms immediately, all ninety pounds of him, and your mom’s eyes widen.

“My goodness, he’s usually so hesitant around strangers!”

Dylan chokes on a laugh, and if you weren’t across the room you’d have elbowed him in the ribs.

“Oh, I’ve walked Wilbur by Tanneyhill before.”

“Yeah, I-I love Willy. Mrs. Y/l/n, it’s so nice to see you again,” Rafe says, effortlessly following your lead after Wilbur scampers out of his hold. He shakes your mom’s hand politely. Your dad sidles up to her then, fixing Rafe with a stare harder than you’d prefer. “Mr. Y/l/n, you as well. Thanks again, to both of you, for inviting me.”

“Good to see you, Rafe,” your dad says, a strong hand clamping onto his shoulder. “Dylan, come say hi.”

Dylan’s grin is devilish, and you're just watching on in pure horror at this point. “How have you been, Rafe? Haven’t seen you in a while.”

—

Rafe’s grinning ear to ear, hand firm on your thigh, all of the windows in his truck rolled down. He even popped the sun roof, letting you blast your playlist all the way down the road.

“Okay—I just... did that go well?”

“You did great, Rafe.”

Despite Dylan's best efforts to embarrass you two, brunch had gone really well. Your dad took a second to let his guard down, unlike your mother who was immediately gushing over him. You could practically see the wheels in her head turning, the wedding colors she'd picked for you. And your dad came around quick enough once Rafe brought up Formula 1.

Your boyfriend looks so relieved, hand even coming to feel the air pass through his fingers as he hangs his arm out the window, hand on your thigh coming back up to steady the wheel. He taps on it excitedly.

“Lowkey, feel like I nailed it, baby.”

“Okay,” you giggle, leaning over to peck his check. You pull him in with a soft hand to the other side of his face. “Let’s not get too big for our britches.”

“Oh, I’m a parent-meeting expert now. Might go into consulting.”

“You’ve perfected the sport?” you joke.

“No, no. That’s—I’ve never actually met parents before,” he admits.

“No way?”

“Way? Have you?” he asks, slight edge seeping into his tone as he pulls up to the stoplight outside of your favorite coffee spot.

“Uh... once. We weren’t even really dating yet, but they came to visit and he like, ambushed me with them at dinner. They were kinda hippies, though.”

“Yeah?” His tone is clipped as he parks his truck.

“Yeah, some guy from my comparative literature class sophomore year,” you sigh. “But, you’re the first to meet my parents.”

“Mm,” he hums, fingers tapping on your knee. That satisfies him. He gathers one of your hands in his. “You coming in?”

“Will you just get me a latte? Kinda wanna call my mom and debrief.”

He laughs, kissing your knuckles. “I’ll give you a minute, sweetheart. Oat milk?”

—

Your original plans to meet the Camerons fell through, a last minute staging emergency arising when you were all supposed to go for dinner. You’d tried not to look down while Rafe attempted in earnest to cheer you up, telling you how pretty you looked while you took out your earrings and let your hair down. He'd kissed the crown of your hair and apologized profusely, promising they would love you when they finally got to meet you.

“M’not upset.”

“Okay.” His hand stroked your back through the thick cotton of one of his old water polo sweatshirts he’d let you borrow for the night.

“I’m just really nervous about meeting them. You might’ve set the bar a little too high with my parents.”

“You just have a great family.”

“I don’t know,” you said when you finally cracked a smile. “Made it pretty far on your first try.”

“Don’t worry. They’re going to love you, sweetheart.”

You let him kiss your cheek, your forehead, your nose and chin.

“Hope so.”

“Know so.”

And Rafe had somehow convinced your father to let you go to Midsummers with his family, promising to join up for pictures and greetings later. Your dad had willingly let him, to your surprise.

The event was a big deal to Figure 8 patriarchs and matriarchs alike, always trying to outdo the other in every way, all while feigning some sense of island camaraderie. But when Rafe had set aside time at brunch to specifically ask your family for their permission to accompany you to the event, they’d been hard pressed to say no. Your family immediately accepted Rafe as your boyfriend, any lingering hesitations about his character drowned out by the equal chances of your personal happiness and the heightening of their social and business profiles.

But he’d still come to your house to pick you up, ready to greet your parents in the foyer once again.

He takes one look at you in that blush pink dress, hair, makeup and jewelry all done up this time around, daisy flower crown in place, and flicks his eyes around his surroundings. Your father and Dylan were nowhere in sight, and your mother was busy fixing her earrings in the hall. He takes to your side immediately, a kiss to the side of your head followed by his lips pressing against your ear. “I’m fucking obsessed with you.”

With the high from those words, you ride in his truck to Midsummers, nerves never dissipating no matter how many reassurances he speaks across the summer air streaming in through the vehicle. “Remember, they’re gonna love you.”

He helps you down from his truck so you can focus on keeping your dress off the ground, assuring you for the fiftieth time that Rose is going to like your headpiece.

“Miss Y/l/n, how lovely to see you again you at last,” Ward sighs, sounding somewhat fond. “Rafe’s been talking my ear off about this, meeting you again even though we’ve already met. Sorry we couldn’t make it work earlier.”

“No worries, Mr. Cameron. Thank you so much for inviting me to tag along with your family at Midsummers. You as well, Mrs. Cameron. You look beautiful.”

“Thank you! And of course,” Rose says, bringing you in for a hug, one you definitely were not expecting.“You’re out in California, aren’t you?”

“Yes, home for the summer.”

“That’s a long way from here,” Ward says. His eyes flicker to Rafe. “Long way from Georgia. Shorter, but still a long way.”

“Dad, c’mon,” Rafe cuts in, and you can feel his hand gripping the back of your dress:

“He’s just stating the obvious, Rafe,” Rose intervenes.

“Yeah, it is far,” you agree. Rafe’s head whips around back to you.

“We’re figuring it out,” he says. To anyone else in the vicinity, he probably sounds confident and self assured. But you know Rafe, and you can look into his eyes and see that he’s not. That if he weren’t in front of his entire family, trying earnestly to impress his father, he’d have said: ‘we’re gonna figure it out, right?’

“I’m sure things will work out the way they’re meant to,” Ward says after a lapse in conversation. “One way or another.”

“Let’s get some photos so we can all enter and the two of you can run off,” Rose says immediately after, giving neither of you the time to say anything else.

You do your best to shake off Ward’s comment as the four of you join up with the Cameron daughters, plus Sarah’s boyfriend, John B. After posing for what felt like hours, the photographer asks you and John B to hop out so they can take some family pictures, the two of you swiping up a couple of Old Fashioneds from the bar. You have to assure Rafe twice that you’ll be okay for ten minutes on your own.

“First time meeting Ward?” Sarah’s boyfriend asks, leaned up against the bar like he owns the place.

“Er—of course not,” you say, like it’s obvious. But of course John B knew nothing about Figure 8 social circles. “Just the first time as Rafe’s girlfriend.”

“Yeah, you look nervous,” he admits, chuckling when your mouth drops open. “It’s not too obvious, I just know because—been in your shoes.”

You should be insulted that the teenager compares his and Sarah’s relationship with yours and Rafe’s, but you know he isn’t being malicious. You see nothing but kindness in his eyes. And it’s nice to have somewhat of a teammate in this situation, the two of you standing by while one of the most powerful families in Kildare poses together in their finest outfits.

Rafe looks hot in his grey suit, especially with the pocket square he’d agonized over for weeks before you gifted him one that was hand sewn from the extra material where your dress had been hemmed. Monogrammed, of course.

You’d decided to go with his initials, since it was going to him after all. But your stomach gets fluttery if you think about the expression on his face when he’d received it, telling you that you should’ve put yours on it instead. “That way everyone will know I’m yours.”

Turning back to John B, you can’t imagine how he must have felt the first time he was invited into all of this. It intimidated even you, and you’re pretty sure John B was friends with the boy who delivered your family’s groceries every week.

“Any tips?”

“You’re way better off than I was, first of all,” he laughs. “But he’s really only scary when it’s one-on-one. He cares too much about this appearance of a perfect family to make digs in front of an audience.”

You nod. “That’s actually really good advice, John B.”

“Don’t sound so surprised, kook.” He clinks his glass against yours, promptly throwing the entire drink back as you watch and laugh. “That’s another tip. Drink whenever you can.”

“I’m familiar with that one.”

It's intimidating entering the event, a little after everyone else has arrived. Rafe told you that was by design—the Camerons could never be earlier than fashionably late. You always assumed you and Rafe were raised with similar pedigrees, but you're barely through the doors of the event before you realize that's not entirely true. Up until the last millisecond, Rose is fussing with Sarah and Wheezie's gowns, the older daughter making eye contact with you and rolling her eyes at her step-mother's antics. And Ward brushes Rafe's shoulders off more times than you can count, straightening his bow tie for him repeatedly. Rafe just places his hand on your back, leaning down to whisper into your ear. “You ready?”

You smile up at him, but your nerves are firmly settled in at this point. What you reply isn’t completely true. “Of course.”

—

You take John B’s advice, of course, and choose Kelce as your designated drinking buddy for the night. He was hard to keep up with, but you threw your inhibitions to the wind after you got meeting the Camerons out of the way. Plus, Rafe had more business to attend to than he’d let on, and you were getting pretty bored. Not too long ago he would’ve been right beside the rest of you, causing trouble and borderline embarrassing all of your parents. It was weird to see him walking around, shaking hands and rubbing elbows. He’d invited you into a few conversations, you trying your hardest not to simply watch him in awe.

You’re engaged in some strange dance battle with Kelce when he stacks his drink into yours, both empties at this point. “Your turn to get a round.”

“Boo,” you sigh, throwing your head back. “What d’you want?”

“Surprise me.”

“Aye aye.”

You’re turning on a shaky high heel, and you have to give yourself a little mental pep talk to straighten up. Of course you can, though.

“What can I get you, miss?” the barkeep asks.

“Vodka press, Tito’s, and a Jack and coke. Double Jack. Actually—single. Thanks,” you murmur, trying to fish a ten out of your clutch.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got the tip for this one,” a voice says next to you. Ward Cameron is sidling up next to you, sliding a fifty across the counter. Your eyes widen at the tip, trying not to be embarrassed as the bartender sets the drinks down in front of you.

“Oh, thank you, Mr. Cameron.”

“Ah, call me Ward.” He flicks his eyes back to the bartender, who quickly pockets the tip and makes himself scarce to give the two of you some privacy. You can’t help but think of John B’s warning: ‘he’s really only scary when it’s one-on-one.’ There’s no point in even trying seek out Rafe, you knowing full well you’re expected to stay rooted to the spot until Ward dismisses you. “Having a good time?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “It’s always fun to come back out here for this.”

“So, California to Georgia,” he whistles. “That’s probably a five hour flight, at least.”

“Yeah, um,” you take a minute to make sure your flower crown is perfectly in place. “It’s actually two.”

“Excuse me?”

“Two flights. From his school to mine. Rafe checked, he said there’s nothing direct,” you clarify.

Ward let’s out an indifferent chuckle. “Of course he did.”

Your eyebrow furrows because you don’t know what to say, turning to look at where your drinks are starting to melt. Kelce would be wondering where you are by now if he wasn’t three sheets to the wind. And where the hell was Rafe?

“Y/n, as far as I can tell, you are a nice girl. I just need to make sure we’re on the same page about one thing.”

Your heartbeat that hadn’t really settled since Ward approached you is picking up again, and you really wish Rafe had been the least bit more concerned about where you were at this moment.

“Um, I-I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about.”

“I'm don’t know how serious you two are, Y/n, but I know my son. He's clearly very invested in pursuing you.”

Your resolve crumbles a little at that, your heart warming, thinking about Ward noticing something like that.

“But Rafe needs to be committed to finishing this degree so he can come home and start learning the ropes next year. And in four years, Sarah will do the same. Then Louisa after her.”

“Wow, that’s so lucky for you—that they all want to go into the family business,” you praise, not really knowing what else to say. It must be the wrong thing, because Ward just quirks an eyebrow.

“In this family, our business will always come first. Before anything and anyone else. Do you see what I’m getting at?”

You swallow, catching on to where this is going for the first time. You still go for playing dumb.

“Ward, I really don't think I understand.”

“But you do, don't you? You know Rafe. He’s a bit emotional, he’s a ‘feeler,’” Ward says sarcastically, putting it in air quotes. All of the niceties you experienced earlier when you first greeted Rafe’s family were long gone. You can only gather that it was all an act for Rafe’s benefit. But you know the only option is to sit there and take it. “He thinks with his heart, never enough with his head. Sarah, for example—when it’s time for her to cut that pogue lose, which it will be soon enough, I know she will. Whether it’s my decision or her’s. I can count on that, because she’s just like me in that respect; she knows we have to make sacrifices. But Rafe—I don’t think I can make that same assumption about him.”

“Ward, with all due respect, Rafe is really focused on the business.”

“You're correct, and I’ve worked hard to get him there. Which is why I can't have him spending his senior year of college, when he should be buckled down, traveling back and forth from California and getting distracted from his future by some girl.”

“Mr. Cameron, I would never—”

“You know that it’s true. I can tell you’re bright. You come from a great family.” It’s a compliment and an insult all at once. He likes you because of your father’s business and your mother’s social status, not because of what you do for Rafe, or what you have to show for yourself. He continues like it was nothing but the highest praise. “But right now, you are across the country from him, and I can bet he’s determined to make that work, no matter what it takes. Which I obviously can’t have,” Ward sighs. “It’s just not the right time. You can understand that, can't you?”

You nod numbly and pick up your drinks, hoping he’ll get the signal to wrap this up soon. You’re at the point where you can’t listen to this anymore, liquid courage re-flooding your veins.

“I’m not asking you to stay away from him, because you’re both adults,” Ward says, stopping you with a hand on your shoulder. “But I’m asking you to think long and hard about what’s best for the both of you. Rafe already knows what’s expected of him. He’s always known.”

You look back towards the crowd under the gazebo, able to make out John B of all people. He sees you talking to Ward, shooting you the most subtle thumbs up he can muster. He has no idea. You don’t take the chance to nod at him, turning back to the bar.

“Say the two of you let it go for the school year,” Ward bulldozes, taking a step closer to you. “And you end up back here too, great. But even then Rafe’s going to be working all the time, the longest hours he ever will in his life. For the next few years, Y/n. You’re so young—are you really going to tie yourself down to a commitment like that? What about your future?”

In a tone you hope comes across as confident, you say, “I really appreciate your concern, Ward.”

Ward's perfectly white teeth are pulling into an even more perfect grin, and the sight makes you sick.

“Great. I'm glad we had this talk.” He pats you on the back, leaving first before you get the chance to.

You just shuffle through the crowd numbly, not even reacting when someone steps on your toe, taking it all in stride as you seek the comfort of your friends once again.

You were foolish to think Ward would warm up to you immediately, or at all. You had been way too confident in yourself, especially after witnessing the wear working for his father had on Rafe. ‘He’s not an easy man to please.’ How could you be so naive, thinking you could coast by on your charm?

You’re a few feet away when you notice that Topper had joined up with Kelce again, as had your boyfriend. He’s joking with them, amused at the way Topper is clearly almost done tolerating Kelce’s drunken antics, but you stand and watch for a bit as he scans the crowd, gaze flickering toward the bar you’d just been at. You realize he’s looking for you when he finally spots you, his face relaxing as the two of you make eye contact.

“There you are.” He pulls you in close, kissing your forehead. You want to cry. “Where’d you run off to? One of those for me?”

He’s gesturing to the drinks you’re holding, reaching for the darker of the two. But Kelce is swooping in, snatching it out of your hold quickly. “Nope,” he pops the ‘p.’ “This one’s all mine. Sorry Cameron. Thanks Y/n/n.”

Rafe just rolls his eyes at the two of you, eyes lingering on your face when he notices your fallen expression. He sets your other drink down on the high top table you’re all standing next to, pulling you in by your hips. “You okay?”

If you had a choice right now, about how to proceed with telling or not telling Rafe about what had just happened, your instincts compel you to bypass the decision process altogether; you paint a careful smile on your face, shaking your head slightly. “Yeah, all good. Just zoned out for a sec.”

He isn’t convinced. “Tired?”

“Maybe a little. Kinda drunk. Are we leaving soon?” you ask, melting into him. It’s a lot easier to handle his tone of voice when you don’t have to look him directly in the eye.

“I vote yes,” Topper says, gesturing towards Kelce, who is somehow sucking down his new drink at an alarming pace while continuing to dance to the oldies tunes they play at these things. “Like, right now. Rafe, you’re hanging back right?”

You look back up at your boyfriend in confusion. “You’re not coming with us?”

He bite his lip in contemplation, looking around the party. The twinkly lights reflect off of his pupils, making him look starry-eyed as he surveys the crowd. A sea of opportunities to prove himself to his father. Rafe looks resolved when he turns back to you.

“Well... I was gonna stay, wrap up some stuff,” he explains. His eyes flicker across your face, still not pleased with your expression. “But that’s okay, I’m good to go now.”

“No, Rafe,” you say immediately. You take a deep breath, rolling back your shoulders and painting on a smile that comes easily with years of experience at parties like this. “Stay, I’ll go ahead. How long will you be?”

“An hour, tops. Will you take her?” Rafe looks hesitant, still taking your green light anyway, already slowly extracting himself from your hold, Topper rolling his eyes but nodding and beginning to corral Kelce toward the exit.

“I can’t believe you’re making me babysit two of them.”

“Don’t let her drink too much.”

“Hey,” you protest, pushing him in his chest half heartedly. The push barely does anything, only proving your impaired motor skills further. Or that you're dating a tree. “What are you, a cop?”

“I’m your boyfriend, actually.”

“Really? When did that happen?” you decide to play along, picking up your drink again.

“‘Bout a month ago, Y/l/n,” he says softly. He can see right through you, can tell you're putting on a show for all of your friends but you're still not okay. You have to break eye contact.

“Hmm, for some reason I thought you were just this guy from middle school.”

“At least this time nobody spilled on your dress,” he teases half-heartedly, and the memory only hurts you more. “Not sure I’d wanna sacrifice this one.”

“Can you—you guys are the worst. Focus. We need to go now, before Kelce gets his entire family blacklisted from the club. You coming or not, Y/n/n?” Topper begs.

You’re nodding, leaning up to give Rafe one last kiss before you leave. He holds you close to him with a firm hand on your back, voice dropping to a whisper right next to your ear. “You’re sure you’re okay?”

The lump in your throat is growing, but you push through, lowering yourself back down to your feet as soon as you can. “Yeah, don’t worry about it. Focus on the rest of your night.”

Rafe still looks unsure, his hand resting on the nape of your neck as he kisses your forehead. “Y/n—”

“We’ll talk about it later, okay?” you finally admit. Rafe nods curtly, can tell you’re not going to let him leave with you right now. But he doesn’t know why. He doesn’t know that if you pull him away from his responsibilities right after that talk you had with Ward, it’s going to spell disaster for the two of you.

“Just some business stuff, alright?” he assures you. “I’ll see you soon. Forty-five minutes.”

“Promise?” you murmur, fiddling with his pocket square. He smiles down at you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Promise. You look so pretty. Half an hour. Now go.”

Topper’s guiding you towards the parking lot with a polite hand on your back, but you have to watch Rafe as you leave. You watch him approach his dad, who gives him a smile and a pat on the back. Rafe preens under his gaze.

But Ward must have been watching you two from afar because his gaze is flickering back to you, and he fixes you with a hard stare. He raises his eyebrows, bringing his drink to his lips. Taking a leisurely sip, hint of a smirk on his face. You can practically hear his thoughts: ‘Rafe chose to stay here with me, with the business, and sent you off with his friends.’ It’s everything in you to not let the tears that have been building on your waterline spill over. But your friend isn’t easily fooled.

“Y’alright, Y/n?” Topper says from beside you, trusting Kelce enough to walk on his own as you all near the parking lot. He moves to follow your gaze but you stop him, quickening your pace towards his gray Jeep. “Did something happen?”

“Ward Cameron happened.”

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tags: @moniamaybank @downbytheouterbanks @littlementalpolaroids

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Little Dove ~ JJK [M] [Part 2] [Request]

WORD COUNT:5.3K [Part one HERE]

PAIRING: Jungkook x Fem!Reader x Chi

GENRE: Smut, threesome, Jungkook with two girls (one reader one character) with mentions of another male in the room, oral (both recieving) threesome, pet names, names (slut, whore,) ruining the reader, praising, lots of “good girl” riding, voyerurism, anal play, mentions of sex toys

A/N: I made it felix since he was the friend from the original fic, I thought it would be quite fun to have a recurring character lmao 

Three years down the line and your relationship with Chi and Jungkook had never been better. There was an understanding with each other that the relationship was between the three of you. Sometimes four people if you were all feeling particularly needy. You would get to invite a guy or girl of your choice and get to be together. Nothing like what you, Chi and Jungkook have with one another. With others in the mix, it was nothing but with Chi and Jungkook it was all love. The three of you loved one another unconditionally. 

For the last four weeks, you had been talking with Felix, trying to make sure he was okay with this. Felix was the person that had taken you to the party in the first place and you wanted to thank him. There was nothing more than the sexual attraction between the two of you and you really wanted him and he really wanted you too.

"You're still sure about this?" You asked Felix as you walked through the house together. The two of you going to make some tea before anything could happen. It had been far too long since you had gotten to speak to him about something other than sex so you wanted to catch up before jumping into bed. That and Chi wasn't home from work yet and Jungkook was still waiting to pick her up. Nothing was to happen without them being there with you. It was just a rule you had all agreed upon.

"Of course, I've been waiting for a while." You smiled as you began pouring boiling water into two cups and turned to look over your shoulder. Felix was watching you closely as you smiled weakly,

"We had to make sure-" You tried to explain but Felix shook his head. He already knew why you had to wait for everything, you all had to know that you were clean and safe to go ahead with sex together. No one wanted to end up getting some nasty STI.

"I was clean, I get it." He chuckled sitting down at the table and watched you. His eyes had hardly left you from the moment you answered the front door to him. San was earlier than expected which was why nothing was ready. You were hoping he would come after Jungkook and Chi got home but it was too late for that now. 

"You want to know something?" Nodding at him you took the cups back over to him and sat down at the table across from him. The two of you used to be so close but once you left college and began your relationship things grew apart.

"Shoot," You whispered as you stirred a spoon around in your cup, glancing at Felix who was smiling. This was going to be the first time he was admitting this to you, but when he first heard about you leaving the party with Chi and Jungkook he was disappointed. He had planned to speak to you that night about something but he ended up chickening out.

"I never would have expected something like this from you.” Frowning at him you shook your head, clearing not following what he was trying to say.

"What do you mean?" You laughed a little, trying not to appear as awkward as you were feeling at the moment. 

"You're Y/n...Sweet and innocent Y/n," Nodding along with him you shrugged your shoulders, sweet and innocent Y/n had died a long time ago, she’d been gone too long.

"That was a long time ago," You smiled weakly, lifting the cup up to your lips and blowing on the contents.

"Three years isn't a long time..." He said slowly as he watched you, wondering how you could have turned into someone that would love two people at the same time. The girl he knew could barely speak to people and yet here you were and you were beyond confident. Felix loved it for you.

"It is, you've changed too," You reminded him, looking at everything he had done in his life and how much he had grown. 

"I guess that's true." Smiling at him you added some sugar to your glass and then sat back in the chair.

"How does it work?" Raising an eyebrow you looked to Felix,

"Hmm?"

"Your relationship...I know you're not just having sex so how does it work? Do you share a bed? Separate rooms? Separate date nights?" He was really interested in how all of this worked between the three of you. It was something he had wondered since finding out that the three of you weren't just sex crazy.

"We share a bed...It used to be all about sex but I started falling in love with both of them." Smiling at the thought of it you looked down at the table. It had been a confusing time and not just for you but for Jungkook and Chi. They never expected to fall in love with someone else at the same time.

"What about dates?" He questioned sipping on his drink and looking at you with pure curiosity in his eyes.

"I go out with both of them...Sometimes we'll go off and do our own things with one another...Me and Chi go out to museums for dates and Jungkook stays home because he doesn't like them that much." You laughed remembering the last time you had taken Jungkook with you, he'd done nothing but complain like a small child.

"You love them both equally?" Blowing on the hot liquid you nodded in the answer to his question.

"I do..."

"It's nice seeing you so happy," Smiling at him you begin sipping on your tea. The truth was, Felix had never seen you this happy before and he was thankful someone was able to make you feel this way. Though he was incredibly jealous that it wasn't him.

Coming out of the bathroom you jumped a little when you saw Felix standing so close to you. You'd gone upstairs to use the ensuite mostly to make sure everything was clean and you hadn't expected Felix to follow you.

"Hi," You laughed a little awkwardly not anticipating to find him in your bedroom like this. Felix slowly reached his hand out and put it on the wall beside your head, blocking you from leaving the room. Glancing up at him you frowned at the sudden action.

Jungkook sighed as he shut the front door, happy to be home and out of the rain that was pouring down outside. It was supposed to be summer but all it had done for the last week was rain. 

"What are you doing?" Jungkook frowned when he heard you speaking to someone. The agreement was that Felix arrived after he and Chi did.

"I thought I came around for some fun." Chi's ear's picked up and she stared at the stairs, slowly beginning to walk up them and being careful not to stand on any of the trick steps.

"You did but I'm not going to do anything until they're here...You already agreed to this Lix." You reminded him, trying to be as nice about this as possible. You didn't want to go making out or touching Felix until all of you were there.

"Lix. Fuck that name sounds so good coming from you...You know I've always wanted you..." Licking his lips he looked you up and down. Taking in the sight of you in the plaid skirt and white button-up, you looked irresistible. 

"You have?" Your stomach did a flip at the thought of it. Way back in college, you would have screamed and kissed him but now there were no feelings for Felix. Nothing more than a sexual attraction at least and you thought it was the same for him too.

"I always have...That night I was going to make a move but then you met dumb and dumber and they ruined it," Your blood boiled as you heard him insult your partners the way he did. No one was allowed to talk about them that way, you didn't care how long you had been friends.

"Don't insult them like that." His hands slammed against the wall and you stared at him, not even so much as flinching as you stayed still. 

"Why? Because you "love" them?" Felix scoffed as he shook his head, not believing it for even a moment. He wanted to at first but how could you love two other people and not once think of him in that way.

"Yes I do, Love them." You corrected him, reminding him again that this was nothing to do with him. That he was there for one thing and one thing only. Sex.

"You can't love two people at once." Finally having enough of this you shook your head at him. Finding the courage inside to speak up for yourself, 

"If you didn't want to do this then why did you agree?"

"Because I know I can fuck you better, I know I can make you feel better than they ever could." Your whole body shivered at the thought of it. Was this why he had come early? Thinking he could get to you before they came home? 

"Felix, what are you talking about?" You wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt or at least a chance to backtrack on what he had just told you. 

"We both know you want me. Look at the way your thighs are clenching together," They were clenching together because you were worried he was going to start yelling. That and knowing the fact that if Chi or Jungkook walked in right now you would be punished.

"You and I both know I can fuck you a lot better than they ever could." The door opening made you froze as you stared over at Chi who looked less than impressed. She was the one who was more protective and possessive over you, Jungkook didn't mind sitting back and watching you get touched or fucked by someone else. 

"Little dove, does someone seem to believe they can treat you better?" Nodding at her she smirked pushing her way between you and Felix before kissing you softly. Her lips moved in sync with yours as she wrapped her arms around your body, Felix standing back watching in awe of you both.

Jungkook smirked from the doorway as Chi ran her fingers up and down your spine, Smirking against your lips as you shivered. Her kisses always seemed to have an effect on you. 

Drawing herself away from you she bit down on your lip softly. 

"She's not just someone you fuck, you have to know all of her spots, her weak points...How to ruin her." She explained as you watched her turning to look Felix as she licked her lips. Cocking her head to the side as she watched him, his eyes hadn't left you as you panted a little.  

"Maybe you should watch and learn for the night," Pushing him over to a chair you had in the bedroom she sat him down and kisses his jawline softly. 

"Watch and maybe you'll learn how to treat a girl right," Chi turned to you with a smirk and pulled you to her by the waistband of your skirt making you gasp a little. Chi's fingers slowly began to run up and down your back as you felt your insides melting from the simple touch.

"See, little dove here is still a little innocent." She smirked kissing up and down your neck as your eyes fluttered shut. Forgetting for a moment that Felix was even there with you.

Shoving you onto the bed she looked at you as you looked up at her in shock. Biting down on your lip you debated showing her what was under your skirt. You knew they were going to find out sooner or later,

"No panties?" She questioned, shaking her head and tutting at you as you spread your legs for her to show you had gone out without panties on all day. 

"Dirty little whore," She smirked in an approving tone, running her fingers up your thighs and touching your clit. 

"Jungkook our good girl is all dirty, what have you been teaching her?" Chi glanced over at Jungkook who simply shook his head at you both. That was nothing to do with him, he was always insistent of you wearing panties. He didn't like you to show off what belonged to them both.

"I taught her nothing, you're the one that taught her that." Giggling a little Chi moved so that Felix could see what she was talking about. Making sure to run her fingers over your folds and hum at the wetness you left coating them.

"Well it's fucking hot," She whispered glancing at Felix who had moved in his seat watching as Chi dropped to her knees in front of you. Chi smiled at him before angling you both so he could get a good view of what she was about to do to you.

"You're already so wet little one, did you get like this because of Felix or because of us?" Biting your lip you looked at her, wiggling your hips a little impatiently.

"You." You whispered as she smirked, happy to know it wasn't because of someone else.

"You have to make sure she gets everything she wants, even when she's been a bad girl." Chi's tongue licked up your thigh and towards your core, fussing as you bucked your hips trying to get her to touch your faster. Only earning a single slap on your clit from Jungkook making you cry out his name in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Keep her in line too," Licking your lips you looked down at Chi, hoping that she would put her words into action soon.

"Do you want to be ruined tonight?" It was a dumb question. The answer was always yes. 

"Yes."

"You sure?" Nodding frantically Chi attached herself to your core, pressing kisses to your clit as she began to eat you out. One of her hands holding onto yours while the other traced patterns into your thigh. You cried out her name as you rolled your head back, watching Jungkook who was beginning to strip out of his clothes. Tattoos on full display as you whimpered out. 

"S-Shit, just like that Chi." You panted as she continued to use her tongue to lap your clit, the motions sending your head into a blur as she buried herself into your core. Nibbling on your outer lips before she pushed two fingers into your core. Nuzzling herself between your core as she began thrusting her fingers into you, curling them to hit your g-spot as your hands clamped down onto the sheets.

"As tight as ever," Jungkook chuckled at Chi's words as he walked to the side of the bed and ripped the buttons open on your shirt, exposing your chest to everyone in the room.

"No underwear at all, dirty little slut." He smirked as he began to massage your breast in his hand. Squeezing and twisting your nipples as Felix felt himself getting harder by the second.

"Right there," You begged as you squirmed a little, Chi smirking as she continued to listen to your sweet moans. She loved getting you off like this, letting you cry out as she made you feel good. 

Swiping her tongue over that one spot that made you scream your hips bucked and your hands worked their way into her hair. Pushing her face closer to your core as you moaned out. Felix cock throbbed inside his pants as he watched your head roll back and moan out. Your orgasm was building as your stomach began to tighten. 

"Look at you pushing her closer, do you want to cum?" Nodding frantically you looked to Jungkook for permission, practically begging him with your eyes. 

"Yes! Please! Please let me cum," You knew full well that begging was the only way they were going to let you cum. It was the only way they ever let you cum, you had to ask nicely or beg.

"Oh look at that, Chi's stretching out that perfect little pussy." Jungkook moaned as he rubbed himself through his pants, using his other hand to pull on your nipples. Chi moaned against your clit sending shockwaves throughout your body as your legs trembled.

Delving her tongue into you Chi pinned your hips down to the bed as she began to get rough with you, your back arching away from the bed as your heals dug into the sheets, 

"Shit! Shit!" You screamed as she continued to swirl inside of you, growling against you whenever you didn't cum for her. 

"Cum, right now. If you want the night to go well you will cum like a good little girl." Jungkook smirked hearing Chi order you around as he began sucking on your neck, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

"Oh fuck," You breathed out as everything began to feel like it was on fire, the spring inside of you tightening before releasing making your hips jerk. Moans of Chi's and Jungkook's names left your mouth as you completely forgot about Felix being in the room. But he hadn't, his mouth had run dry as he watched you, rubbing himself through his jeans as he felt his dick pulsating more and more.

Chi and you slid off the bed as you looked up at Jungkook, mouth-watering as you got ready to take him into your mouth.

"Both of my girls ready to serve me?" He smirked as he watched Chi stripping out of her clothes. Both you and Jungkook moving over to stand in front of Felix who was drooling at this point. His mind racing with thoughts about how he wanted to be doing all of this with you.

"You can touch him a little princess, but only through his jeans," Jungkook whispered as he rubbed your shoulder softly, watching as you crawled towards Felix with a smirk on your face. 

"Look at that, displaying her pussy for us to see." You reached up to Felix, sitting between his thighs on the floor and rubbed him through his jeans. Palming him as you saw him blushing. 

"I take it back, no one can fuck you like they can." He stuttered out, hoping that admitting this will get him invited back to join you all.

"You're still not joining in, you need to watch and learn," Chi told him as she watched you palming Felix, making direct eye contact with him as he let out little moans of pleasure. His hips rolling a little as he throbbed beneath your touch, yearning for you to touch him properly.

"Enough kitten, come on." Chi pulled you towards her as you both knelt in front of Jungkook reaching up to pull him free of his jeans. 

"Good girls," He praised as you began to pump him slowly in your hand, watching him as he put his fingers into Chi's hair. 

"Wet it properly." He told you as you spat onto your hand and began to slick him up, making eye contact with him.

"Shit, Chi." Jungkook moaned out as she began o play with his balls, smirking as he rolled his hips just a little towards you both. 

"Y/n...Do you want to?" Chi questioned, you smirked before gently beginning to rub and lick on the small piece of skin that connected the head of his cock, a moan leaving his mouth as he gripped onto your shoulder rightly. 

"Y-Yy/n...Fuck! Did you teach her that?" Jungkook grunted as you continued to pump him in your hand, continuing to focus on that band of tissue under his penis as he cried out. 

"Fuck that's so sensitive but so good." He whimpered as you continued to do so, wanting to feel as good as possible.

"I taught her a lot of things," Chi smirked as you began swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock. Taking him to the back of your throat while Chi sucked on his balls, moaning out around him as he grunted. 

"Holy fuck," He moaned out as you began to deep throat him. Swallowing around him to contract just a little for him to enjoy it. Chi nudged you as she began to work her way down to his perineum, rubbing softly with her hand as Jungkook fucked into your mouth. Grunting loudly as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. 

"Y-You taught her that too?" He whimpered watching you both as you both began to take it in turns licking from base to the head of his dick. Smirking up at him as his mouth hung open, 

"I thought we were supposed to ruin Y./n." He moaned out as you dipped your tongue into the slit, sucking on the head just a little as he moaned out. 

"We are, but we want to make you feel good too," Chi whispered as she smirked at you.

"Yeah, Kookie...Don't you want my mouth around your cock?" He grunted as you began sucking on his balls this time. Chi using her mouth on him as you smirked, sucking on his balls and massaging them with your hands. 

Moans sounded from behind you and Felix was pumping himself at the sight of you. Biting his lip as he imagined your hands on him. Putting yourself onto all fours you gave him a view of your dripping pussy. Smirking when you heard a whimper leave him as he swallowed the lump in his throat. 

"Good girl, look at you putting on a show." Jungkook praised as he began to fuck into Chi's mouth, feeling himself getting dangerously close the more you played with his balls, reaching down to rub yourself gently.

"Chi I'm going-" Jungkook barely had time to finish when you both put one hand on his shaft and began to pump him. Staring up at him with pleading eyes. 

"Please cum on us Jungkook, we want to taste you." You begged as you looked at Chi, 

"Fuck baby cover us," She agreed as you reached out to suck on nothing but the tip, watching in amusement as he bucked harder trying to fuck your face. 

"Cum Kookie, please cum I need it," You told him as you both continued pumping him together, hands twisting and moving in motion until he came undone, moving your hands and pumping himself so he could control where his cum would land. Both of you getting hit in the face as you giggled at one another. 

Turning to face Felix and smirking as you made out with one another. Chi's hands massaging your breasts while yours worked her clit, rubbing her softly before inserting two fingers into her cunt. Chi pushed her tongue into your mouth, swirling her tongue around yours, Sucking a little as you moaned out. 

"Such a dirty little dove," She breathed out as she took her hands to wipe off the cum and suck her fingers clean. Copying her actions as you stared at Felix. Who was a panting mess as he continued to pump himself slowly.

"You wish this was yours?" You smirked as he nodded, hanging onto every word you were saying, a whimper leaving his throat as he watched you closely.

"Hmm, it could finished here," You pointed to your face before spreading your legs and trailing your finger between your folds. 

"Or here," 

"Dirty little tease," Jungkook hissed as he noticed what you were doing to felix. 

"On the bed, Now." He barked as you scrambled to your feet, looking up at him. 

"How dod you want me?" You smirked as he laid down on the bed, legs hanging off the side of the bed as you looked at him. 

"Ride you like this?" You questioned as he nodded his head, 

"We have to give a show to Lixie here," Blushes as he looked up at you 

"Get on baby," He smirked as he tapped the head of his cock on your clit, smirking as you whimpered a little. 

"Sensitive already? Normally you can handle around 6 orgasms before you're like this." You glared at him before sitting down on his dick, only until he was halfway inside of you. 

"Shit! I take it back," He moaned as you slowly lifted off once again and sunk down to the middle. 

"C-Chi," He hissed looking at Chi who smirked at you, sinking you down all of the way making you cry out as you rolled your head back. 

"That's a good girl, we're not teasing Jungkook tonight princess, we're supposed to be proving we can ruin you."

"You're not doing a good job of it, letting me ride Kookie." You smirked as you rolled your hips, looking atChi who glared at you. 

"You want more?"

"I thought this was about proving to Lix." You screamed out in pleasure as you felt Jungkook hold you still and thrust into you roughly. 

"You're getting too cocky for your own good...Should we bring something out?" Chi's hands slipped down your back towards your ass and you whimpered, licking your lips. 

"We all know you love being filled completely...Should we show Felix how much of a whore you truly are?" Whimpering you nod your head watching as she goes over to the wardrobe and goes to that one drawer. The drawer held all of the toys that the three of you collected between one another. Always wanting to make things adventurous and try new things together,.

"Which would you like Dove? Vibrating or normal?" Mouthwatering you looked at the butt plugs she was holding in her hand and you bucked against Jungkook. 

"She clenched at vibrating, is that what you want?" Nodding at Jungkook he smirked as Chi slowly made her way over to you holding the vibrating plug and bottle of lube in her hand. It wasn't the first time and it wasn't going to be the last time this happened, you had done things like this a lot with them both. 

Applying some o the water-based lube to her fingers she slowly began to rub your hole softly. Easing a finger into you as you moaned out, glancing at her as she continued to prep you for the toy. 

"C-Chi," You whined as she added a second finger and began to pump slowly, Jungkook slowly moving his hips as you cried out. 

"Can you still see Lix?"

Y-yES." Smirking Jungkook thrusts up suddenly as your tits bounced a little, making you whimper as Chi applied more cold lube. Making sure you were slick enough for the toy. 

"Look at that," She praised as she slowly eased it into you, making sure you were comfortable with it there before she pulled away completely. 

"Stuffed full," She smirked slapping your ass and making you buck against Jungkook,

"Turn it on." You begged watching as she pulled the remote to your view, switching it to the lowest setting before Jungkook began to slowly roll your hips down onto his.

"Jungkook," You breathed as your eyes fluttered shut, enjoying the feeling of being stuffed completely full. 

"There's something missing," Chi laughed as she got onto the bed and looked at you, 

"Hands and knees in front of you?" She questioned as you nodded eagerly, moaning uncontrollably as the vibrations picked up and Jungkook's thrust picked up to match. 

Felix's mouth fell open watching the way you rocked your hips back to meet Jungkook and how Chi got onto all fours on the bed. Exposing her core to you. 

Wasting no time you grabbed her by the hips and buried your face into her core, delving your tongue inside of her and rubbing her clit with your thumb. 

"Fuck." She moaned out burying her face into the sheets of the bed, gripping tightly as you continued flicking your tongue, smirking as you listened to her sweet moans. Jungkook's thrusts getting harder and faster and set a rhythm.

"J-Jungkook." You moaned as the remote slipped from Chi's hands and down to his as he smirked at you. 

"You want more baby? Tell me how badly you want more."

"Fuck! Give it to me! Please! J-Jungkook! You said you would ruin me." Growling at you he set the intensity to high and you screamed out in pleasure, your head pushing deeper into Chi's cunt as she moaned out. 

"F-Fingers," She begged looking over her shoulder at you as you slowly pushed two fingers into her, curling them against her walls as she moaned out a mixture of curse words with your name.

“Shit, look at that. Both of my girls get along so well with one another.” Jungkook moaned out as he began to thrust up into you, speeding up when he felt you clenching around him. Getting closer to your release as you dig your free hand into the sheets 

“Jungkook,” You whimpered as the buzzing and vibrations of the plug began to tip you toward the edge, it felt like lightning all over your body. Feeling yourself beginning to cry out, legs and insides burning as you felt your orgasm building. 

“You want to cum?” He smirked as he continued to fuck into you, getting rougher with each and every thrust that he gave to you. Whimpering you nodding your head, matching the rhythm of his hips with the rhythm of your tongue, sending Chi crying out your name as she felt fire beginning to pool in her abdomen. 

“Fuckj, let her cum! Let her cum!” She begged slamming her fists down into the sheets as your vision began to blur, hips jerking as Jungkook finally let loose and began to go wild with his thrusts.

“Oh sweet Jesus!” Chi cried out as she came around your tongue and fingers, ears turning red as she came without permission from either of you but you didn’t care. Your head was going blank and Jungkook wrapped his arms around your waist and held you in place, fucking into you roughly as you drowned in the pleasure of feeling him throbbing inside of you mixed with the vibrations of the butt plug. The remote for the toy was abandoned leaving the high setting on until you came around Jungkook without warning. Fire burning throughout you as you combust, screaming his name out and dragging your nails down his shoulders. 

Your body shuddered as Jungkook pulled out and laid you on the bed, shaking and trembling as you came down from your high while the plug continued to vibrate, 

“Here baby girl,” Chi whispered as she gently removed it and sat down on the bed beside you, cradling you in her arms.

Glancing over at Felix for the first time in a while you noticed he was bright red and cum was leaking from the head of his cock. He’d finished around the same time as you and you could feel yourself heating up. Completely forgotten he was in the room with you, you crawled off the bed. Hissing at the sudden pain in your abdomen as you crawled to Felix and licked him clean 

“That's our girl. Always ready to please, even when she should be resting.” Jungkook whispered when he saw what you were doing 

“Come on little dove, back onto the bed,” Chi whispered as she covered herself with a robe and handed Felix some bathing equipment. 

“Your little friend can stay as long as he behaves himself.” Felix nodded as he watched you looking up at him, taking his hand in yours and smiling. 

"Let's go shower," You whispered as you slowly got up from the floor and began to take Felix in the direction of the bathroom. 

"Be a good girl, no touching-" Jungkook stopped speaking when his hand was covered by Chi, 

"Do whatever you want to do little dove, you've been good this afternoon and so has your friend." You smirked over your shoulder at Chi before taking Felix into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you. 

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[slytherin1130]

You are the one

Summary:

You have a crush on Severus Snape and you have decided to confess it today. Does it go according to your plan? Read to find out. ;)

Notes:

A/n: This is my first work here; or rather my first attempt at writing. And yes, I know this is may be a bit sappy... But i love reading sappy fluffy shit like this. I mean certainly Severus deserves to have someone who loves him like I do. But then again I know he will just scoff and roll his eyes if I tell him.

All the characters JK Rowling created is hers. This wonderful world is hers. I will just borrow it for a while.

This is not beta read, so if there are any errors please forgive me.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

You can read it on AO3 too.

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There. The man you have been searching for past half an hour. He was sitting at the further end of the library, trying to merge with the shadows and making himself invisible. His nose in a book and long strands of shoulder-length black hair covering his face. It was clearly giving everyone the message of’ Do not approach’ but it just didn’t apply to you.

You did not know for how long you stood there, just watching him. You were a year below him, so the chance of him noticing him you were nil. However, you did notice him. For the past two years, the said boy was a constant presence in your mind. Blame it on hormones or whatever, you couldn’t help but be fascinated by the way he was.

He was almost always scowling and sneering, but you noticed how he looked when he was reading, his countenance relaxed. He looked… dare you say… attractive. He was awkward, skittering around like a spider but in the potion’s classroom, comfortable and confident in his element, he was like a magnet drawing everyone’s attention. Always quiet but very intelligent. A true Slytherin.

However, what everyone saw was ‘Grease ball Snevilous Snape’. Duh! People can be dumb. They were too into the horrid picture the Marauders created about him to notice his brilliance. You hated the fact that he was the Marauder’s favorite punching bag. You hated the fact that people love witnessing his humiliation. You hated the fact that no one cared. Most of all you hated the fact that you could do literally nothing about it.

You shook your head, clearing it of all the thought littered in your mind. Today was the day. The day you planned to confess your crush. You planned with your friends. You thought, maybe finally he had someone he can learn to trust and even… probably learn to love someday.

Taking to deep breath’s you approached him. Despite being immersed in a book, you could feel him stiffen as you approached him. His posture becoming defensive. “Severus… Um… Can I talk to you for a minute?” The speed at which he lifted his head to see you nearly made you jump. “What do you want”, the frown and the ugly sneer back in his face. “I want to talk to you” “Why in Merlin’s name will I waste my time on you. Just say what you want and leave. I have better things to do.” Though his reaction hurt, you knew it was to be expected. So, you continued. “Well, I just wanted to say that…” “Well, well well, if it isn’t our beloved Snivvy…” The voice you grew to hate more than anything in your life. The voice of Sirius Black. As expected, he came along with his fellow hooligans. James Potter wore a cocky smirk you wanted to wipe off so badly. Pettigrew looked delighted and Lupin indifferent.

“Now Snivvy, pray tell what you are doing to poor little (y/n). Trying to corrupt her with Dark Magic, huh? Isn’t it enough, what you did to Evans?” He flinched at the mention of her name, you couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous. Even after all of this, he still fancied her? “Is she your new Target? Even after all of this, you have not learnt your lesson? Are you so thick? Can’t you understand when we say, stay away from sweet girls. What do you say Prongs, teach him a lesson?” Asked Black as he threw an arm around your shoulder and drew you closer. You swatted his hand away and stepped back. Stood as far away from him as possible, glaring at him. He just ignored you and carried on with taunting Severus. “Sure Padfoot.” ‘Stupefy’ ‘, the voices shouted at the same time. Severus managed to deflect the two spells shot by Potter and Black. However, no one noticed Pettigrew aiming his wand at the bookshelf behind Severus. You watched as all the blood from your face drained, the shelf and the books in it tumbling down on Severus. With a huge thud, the whole shelf fell on him. All three of them laughed as you stood frozen in your spot. When you finally unfroze yourself and turn to give them a piece of your mind, they were gone. You were so angry that you could just kill all of them right now, but Severus needed your help. Just as you were about to help him, Madame Pince stormed in and, took twenty points from (y/h) for all the ruckus. You couldn’t care less about house points, at the moment Severus was all that mattered. You watched hopelessly, as the books were cleared and a bloody, unconscious Severus being levitated to the hospital wing.

Just as you were about to run after him, you heard faint giggling behind you. Friends! Now they were laughing uncontrollably. You were so confused as they came forward and enveloped you in a bone-crushing hug. “(y/n), oh (y/n). That was absolutely brilliant.” “You saw his face before the shelf fell on him, Oh my god! I can't stop laughing” Then it all made sense to you. You felt betrayed as you asked, “What did you do” “What do mean? Weren’t you the one who said we are going to prank him?” “Prank?” “Come on (y/n), you are the one who said that you were going to confess to him. Will you stop playing your games already? ” “…” “Wait… You are telling me you meant it. As in you fancy him, HIM. Oh, (y/n) why him of the guys in this freaking?” That’s it. You were done. The audacity of these people. “I trusted you, you know. That’s why I told you about my plan, about my feelings for him…” “Why him…” “I thought you had my best interests in your mind…” “I never thought you meant it!” “DON’T INTERRUPT! You should have asked me. And what is wrong with him by the way? Do you think I would such a cruel prank on him? On anyone. You just assume everything. You spoilt everything! I was so happy that finally, someone understood him. Saw him for what he is” “But (y/n), it's Snape we are talking about. He is a Slytherin for God’s sake! You know the kind of people he hangs around with. His friends. He will definitely hurt you. You saw what happened to Evans. We don’t want to see you in her place. (y/n) please try to understand…” “Enough! First, you dare to assume I would pull such a cruel prank on let alone him, on anyone and think I would enjoy it too. Then when I call you out on it, you lecture me. neither I nor he needs to change our views or ourselves. The only ones who need changing are you lot! You need to at least try to see him for who he is, give him a freaking chance. Without even knowing him, you can not judge him. His so-called friends are his housemates. The only ones in this whole school who treat him civilly. So, the marauders coming here is also your plan, huh?” “No no. That was a coincidence”, was the only reply you got. You stood there for another few seconds for their reply but none came. So, you stormed off, tears threatening to spill from your eyes as your friends hung their heads down, ashamed of themselves. …………………………………………………………………………………………...... You did not know for how long you stood under the tree nearby the lake ‘The same place at which Severus was disrobed’, you thought bitterly, staring blankly at the tentacles of the giant squid which was poking out of the surface of the water. Life was so unfair. You could just picture Severus sneer and say something like, ‘When was it even fair to start with?’

You did not eat that night. However, you poked your head in the infirmary before you called off for the day. Madame Pomphrey was kind enough to let you see Severus once. You sat on the stool by his bed. His head, arms, and legs were bandaged. He looked so tired. You held on to his hand and let your head fall down on his bandaged arm as the tears which you were holding back flowed out of your eyes like a river. You kept telling sorry as your life depended on it, but you did not know for who you were apologizing. Then you felt a hand on your head. You turned to look at the said hand’s owner, but what you saw made your breath hitch. Severus was watching you with a sad smile. He heard the whole thing. When you opened your mouth to talk, he just shook his head and said,

“I know.”

It broke something in you and you cried harder. He held you, kind of in an awkward way, as you cried into his arm and poured out all the stress of the tiresome day. ‘How can people hate someone like him’ you thought as you sobbed. As your sobs died down and your shoulders stopped shaking you let go of his hand, suddenly feeling embarrassed for your emotional outburst.

Severus handed you a tissue paper from the table by his bed. You cleaned yourself and took a few deep breaths. You lifted your head and saw him. When the onyx eyes met the (y/e), no words were exchanged. A connection. He did not need to know about your silly crush on him now. Neither of you had the energy to deal with that truth. That one can certainly wait. Severus knew he was not alone anymore and that was enough for now. You smiled shyly and returned an equally shy one. Yes, it can wait. Maybe one day he himself may feel something for you. Until then we can be friends. You were confident it will work out because for once your heart and your mind agreed on one thing, He was the one.

Notes:

And that's it. I hope you like it. Any suggestions write it down in the comment section, your inputs are always welcome.

[king-bito]

Vanta Black is a butt

I’m sorry, this is my first Drabble or whatever this is, I didn’t proof read it, I don’t really know what my intention was here.. I’m not a writer, I do digital art, but there’s so little Shihai smut out there I thought I would add my bad writing to the small pile xD

I’m SO SORRY.

Pairing: Shihai Kuroiro x Reader

Characters are in their mid twenties.

Rating: Explicit

MINORS DO NOT INTERRACT

Warnings: Dub-Con, Predator/Prey Dynamic, Quirk use, Smut

It’s been a long day, it’s 10pm and you just exited the cinema alone, your friend, who decided to make the whole movie about kissing, making out, and blowing their newly acquired boyfriend, ditched you early in favour of going home with him.

Oh how wonderful it felt to be a third wheel. You’d resigned and accepted your fate, opting to take your time, grabbing a coffee at concession before leaving.

It’s Friday night and there’s still a buzz of nightlife, just barely starting to pick up. Luckily you lived nearby so you wouldn’t have to suffer atrocious cab fares, and the awkward conversations that you always felt cornered into.

You take a deep breath, finishing off the last of your beverage and tossing it into the trash and beginning your walk home, pulling together your jacket to ward off the cold bite of the night air.

————

It’s only 2 blocks from your apartment when you hear what sounds like distressed meows coming from a dark alley. Was it a cat? Fuck, it’s too cold on a night like this to just ignore it. You aren’t the bravest person, and dimly lit alleyways threw up about a dozen warning signals, but these small, infantile kitten meows had you falter and pause.

Biting your lip, you decide to suck it up. You can’t abandon a little kitty out here..

Oh how wonderfully gullible you are.

As you near a filthy dumpster with so many tags on it you can’t even make out a single letter, a cold breeze makes you shiver, it travels up your spine making you feel unsettled. For some reason the meows stopped when you began to enter the alley, and as you pull your arms around yourself for comfort to try and quell the fear, you peer around some stray boxes and trash bags, hoping to locate the abandoned animal.

You let out a gasp as something moves, you suppress a scream and tumble back against the brick wall, panting, heart beating rapidly.

There is nothing.

You swallow, you must have imagined it right?

Suddenly you feel something warm grab your wrists from behind, instinctively you try to pull forward but whatever is holding you is like a vice. Looking down you see pitch black hands wrapped firmly around your dainty wrists and then a low, whispering voice hits your ear.

“Hello little mousy~” Out from the dark brick behind you, a mans face with charcoal pigmented skin is pushing out from the darkness, his deep, dangerous tone terrifying and a little too provocative. Your first reaction is to bolt, and as you yank yourself away (purely at the mercy of this strange man in a wall letting your wrists go), you fall to the ground, turning to back yourself up against the opposite wall, resting on your now scraped palms. “W-what the hell?!” You stammer, taking in the sight before you.

Oh how cute.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You yell, hoping to draw the attention of someone, anyone, nearby.

...

A deep chuckle cuts through the cold silence between you, and you watch as the head moves forward, more of his body emerging from the wall, and now, you get the chance to fully drink in his features. He’s handsome, well, what little you can make out in the low light against impossibly dark skin. His eyes are hooded and seductive, they study you with each breath you take. His lips are lightly pursed into a small smirk, they look perfect on his sharp jawline. His face is framed by a mop of thick silver hair that flicks out in an unruly manner over his cheeks and the back of his neck. The man is clad in a black coat, grey denim jeans, and a low cut v-neck tee, where you can make out his defined collarbones disappearing beneath the lapels of his long coat.

“Aww.. did I scare the poor little thing?” The man coos out gently, and the twisted smile he wears tells you very clearly this was all just fun cruelty to him.

“O-Of course you did! Who the fuck does tha-“

“Shihai” he interrupts you.

“What?”

“My name is Shihai Kuroiro, but you may call me Kuro.”

“I don’t give a damn what your name is.” You blurt out, getting yourself back to your feet and pressing yourself against the cold brick as if it would get you any further away from this..thing.

“You should. You will. Pretty thing like you couldn’t help but come to the pitiful little meows of a kitten, you didn’t even think, did you?”

“I-I…”

“I’m not even very good at making those sounds.. and yet you wandered all the way down an unlit alley, where oh, I don’t know…” Shihai steps forward and places his palms either side of your shoulders. He’s taller than you, lean, but sturdy in build, and his every languid movement was filled with its own strength and purpose. “...anyone could take advantage of you."

"I saw you in the cinema," He continued."you and your so called friend, she certainly had a good time, didn’t she?” He muses, leaning down so his wild grey-ish locks tickle your temple, his breath fanning over your neck as he spoke.

You can’t help but go red at the closeness, there was no doubt he was hot, he was very much your type and when was the last time you had a good fuck? Too long, that was for sure. But this guy was being a real creep! Not to mention scaring you half to death like some sort of twisted predator…

“Such a shame they didn’t invite you along with them.. then again, if they had, I wouldn’t have been able to get you alone like this… so cute, so flushed.. and my.. so easy.” He growls darkly, carding his fingers through your hair, and slowly curling his hand into a fist to grab a handful and yank gently. “Have some fun with me…” You knew this wasn’t an offer, but an inevitable demand, and against your quickly disappearing better judgement, you nodded meekly. Fuck it.

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The next few minutes are a blur, as you find yourself naked beneath Shihai, panting and mewling as his mouth works your nipple, sucking and nibbling while his hand massages and kneads your other breast. “K-...Kuro…” You gasp, arching your back and grabbing a fistful of his hair. You throw your head back and pant to the pulsing in your core, deft fingers of Shihai’s free hand thrusting in and out of you while curling them expertly.

The man is ravenous as he attacks that spongey spot inside you, his mouth hotly working up your neck and leaving an all manner of marks in his wake. You let out a guttural moan, writhing underneath his frame, pressing your chest to his and rocking your hips against his fingers, chasing your orgasm like a woman starved.

So Shameless

You weren’t quite sure how he got you to this room so quickly from the city street, no doubt it had to be some weird quirk that came with his abnormal allearance but you were hardly complaining once he stripped you, and himself down and practically threw you onto the bed to jump you.

“So beautiful.. so good for me, little mouse…” he coos, growling shortly after as he notices your body giving him telltale signs of your impending release. “Kuro.. please.. I-I’m..” You whine loudly as he pulls his fingers out of you abruptly, ceasing his administrations in full and repositioning himself above you. “Uh-uh-uh..~” Shihai keens, tutting before capturing your mouth in a lust filled kiss and pressing his tongue to your lips, demanding access. Your pitiful whine of protest offers him the perfect opening as he slides his tongue into your mouth and dominates you entirely, a free hand pushing your hips down to stop your pitiful bucking. “Mmmphhh~” You moan into his mouth, running your hands up and down his chest and ribs, feeling the muscles move and tense and admiring each contraction as he moves to line himself up.

“You only get to cum on my dick, understand~?” His voice is smooth like butter when he breaks the kiss, bringing his hand up to lick your ample juices from his fingers in a lewd display. He nearly moans when he tastes you, eyes fluttering closed as he savours your taste, slowly and teasingly sucking every digit clean. “Oh.. so delicious, little one. I’ll be sure to clean you up properly when we’re done…” He grins, sliding his tongue out of his mouth provocatively, causing you to whimper.

It’s only when you feel his hips move do you realise he had slowly been lining himself up with your dripping entrance, rolling them to push the tip of his leaking cock into your stretched hole, the movement drawing a long, loud moan from you. Fuck, you didn’t even get a good look at it in the heat of things, but fuck if it didn’t feel massive as it slowly stretches you out around the sheer girth.

Shihai hums contently, clearly holding back his sounds in favour of composure and control as he slowly, smoothly, sheaths himself into your heat. The stretch hurts, and is taking a little too long to grow accustomed to as you look up at the stunningly biz are creature above you. You raise a hand to his cheek, admiring his smooth warm skin and slight changes in shade as he grows hotter and hotter from the workout, and you offer the first gentle touch of the night to him, as re-assurance he can move, yes, but also an attempt to connect, and as his eyes dart to you’s, you swear you could see his cheeks reddening a little.

Shihai shakes his head and lowers himself down to bite and nibble at your neck, slowly beginning to rock his hips back and forth. “So.. so tight, you really are a sweet little thing aren’t you” he manages between thrusts that grow in intensity. “Fuck, you’re practically sucking me in, beautiful.” he grunts, a shudder racking his spine as you continue to touch him tenderly.

“A-ahmmm… Kuro!” You groan, breaths becoming an uneven pant, you lean back to give him better access to your neck and guide his hand up to your breast again as you start to move your hips in time with his, lifting your knees to let him hit deeper and deeper inside of you. “I wanna… mmmmphhhh! Shit.. I need to…” you feel the tightness building in your stomach.

The pace quickens and the new angle has him hitting that perfect spot inside of you. He’s bracing himself on one hand, and with his other, he’s squeezing and gently teasing your pebbled nipple beneath his fingertips.

“Hahn… gonna cum? Go on… you can do it. Cum all over my cock.”

You throw your head back again and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into you with each thrust until your walls clench and contract around his dick, making it twitch and pulse as you both reach your high, coming undone at once.

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Kuroiro takes surprisingly good care of you after multiple rounds of intense orgasms, he cleans you up with a warm damp cloth, feeds you, and gives you water before you damn near pass out in his bed. As he settles in beside you, scooting up to try and make you roll over so he can spoon you, you reach up to cup his cheek in your hand, your sleepy expression sweet and lazy. “...You’re still a creep..” You murmur gently, causing him to look at you with a little shock. He opens his mouth to retaliate, but you cut him off before he can get a stupid cocky remark in. “...but this was amazing. Do you think next time we could start…. with an actual date?”

His mouth opens again, this time he’s speechless. “Wait.. r-really? You’d.. you’d like to…?”

“Shhhh…” you nod, smiling gently as you roll over and shuffle back into him.

What you’re too tired to notice, is the heat coming from his cheeks, ears, and neck. Shit, he thought if he could just remain in control he wouldn’t become a stammering blushing mess. You weren’t supposed to like him! Nor ask him out!

But you had to be a cute little sweetheart and flip the tables on his plan.

[realcube]

their team reacts to seeing them with hickeys/back scratches 💫

characters: kageyama, akaashi & kita

tw// fem! reader, sexual references, swearing, blood 

kita tw// mentions of daddy kink, punishment, overstimulation - MINORS DNI 

KITA’S IS AGED UP!!

thank you anon for the request 💗

Tobio Kageyama

he was on tanaka’s team for game amongst karasuno and he watched his senpai take off his shirt and wave it around after they scored another point

but instead of putting the shirt back on, he kept it off bc he was too lazy to go get it since he threw it to the other side of the gym

then noya took his shirt off too bc he was sweating buckets 

but kageyama wasn’t really sure why they had their shirts off so he felt the need to ask

‘why aren’t you putting your shirt back on?’

noya was just kinda like ‘who are you, my mom?’ but tanaka gave him a straight answer which was ‘it helps with ✨ aerodynamics✨’

kageyama isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed so he doesn’t even know what aerodynamics are

but then he watched tanaka make a killer spike and he was sold 

shirt = off

aerodynamics = thriving (?)

sets = awesome

back scratches = exposed 😳

hotel = trivago 

tsukishima was the first one to notice ofc as he was positioned right behind kageyama 

he didn’t say anything tho bc yamaguchi was on the opposite team so he just had to snicker to himself

hinata was like ‘what’s so funny, stinkyshima?!’ bc he automatically assumed that tsukishima was laughing at him lol

but then he followed tsukki’s gaze and leaned back to look at kageyama’s back too

‘yeesh, man. you should probably put some aloe vera on that or something, it could get infected.’

AIUWRAFHBE ok ok hinata isn’t completely oblivious to the connotations of back scratches but he’d never think in a million years that kageyama would get laid so he kinda subconsciously ruled that possibilty out-

kageyama quirked a brow, ‘what?’

‘your back! it’s all mangled.’ 

then noya and tanaka ran over and fkn BURST OUT LAUGHING 

at this point, all of kageyama’s team was surrounding him while the other team waited patiently for them to serve

but after a while, it was clear that they weren’t gonna do that so suga - who was on the opposing team - strolled over to see what they were all laughing about

and when he saw it- bitch- he went red 

a cool mom so he probably made a suggestive remark as he walks away

it eventually got to the point where everyone in the gym was crowded around kageyama and for ease, i’ll categorize their reactions:

laughing their ass off  ➵ tsukishima, tanaka, nishinoya, coach ukai & yamaguchi

concerned and confused  ➵ yachi, takeda, hinata & narita 

a blushing mess  ➵ asahi, kinoshita & sugawara

unfazed 😐  ➵ kiyoko & daichi 

LIVID  ➵ kageyama

‘WHY DO YOU ALL CARE SO MUCH ABOUT MY BACK?!’

kageyama could literally break his neck and walk into practise with a neck brace and no one would bat an eye but now that he has scratches on his back, suddenly everyone is so concerned about his wellbeing? where with this energy that time he said that hinata gave him a concussion?

to be fair, he didn’t have a concussion- also, he forgot the word so he told suga that hinata gave him a ‘conclusion’

daichi agreed, trying to usher everyone back to their spot on the court, ‘yeah, it’s no big deal, guys. let’s get back to practise.’

everyone slowly made their way back to where they were previously but since tanaka and noya were still on kageyama’s team, they continued to pry 

tanaka flung his arm around kageyama’s shoulders, ‘so how’d you get those scratches, big boy?’ 

an ungodly laugh left noya’s mouth

kageyama shrugged, ‘(y/n), i think.’

the whole gym room went silent before erupting in choruses of laughter once again

‘WELL YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND NEED TO CALM DOWN THEN!’ tanaka wheezed

kageyama was truly the idiot that didn’t understand the implications of the back scratches - so you can imagine that he was frustrated when everyone started laughing again

‘what’s so funny?’ but then, he recalled the events which he was pretty certain were the reason for the marks on his back......it was pretty funny

you insisted on giving kageyama a back massage after a long day of practise so he took his shirt off and let you go for it 

for the record, he really loved it :)) he was just so happy sitting there between your thighs as you sat on the couch and rubbed his back, loosening all the knots he didn’t even know he had

but then he got a lil’ inch on his back and was like ‘can you get that for me?’ since your hands were already on his shoulders/back

ofc you said yes and started lightly scratching the spot he desired, but being extra careful bc you just got you nails done in the stiletto shape and the last thing you wanted to do was puncture his back lol

‘harder..’ kageyama muttered so low that you almost didn’t hear him

you obliged, pressing a bit harder 

‘harder.’ he insisted once more

again, you served by digging your nails in a bit deeper

‘harder.’

‘no, kags. i’ll literally pierce your skin if i press any harde--’ 

‘harder!’ he barked (for a joke) and you jumped from fright, instinctively pushing in more and increasing the pace of your hand

at this point, you were rigorously clawing at his back, on the verge of drawing blood which you could tell by his skin’s newfound crimson pigment 

kageyama took it upon himself to lean backwards onto your nails to force you to go rougher as you had yet to ease his itch 

then you let out a high-pitched scream so naturally, kageyama jerked away then peered over his shoulder to make sure you hadn’t like..died

‘what?!’ he asked, eyes filled with worry

‘blood!’ you yelled, pointing at his back before sprinting to the kitchen to get a tissue 

kageyama’s gaze followed you until you were out of sight, then he lightly touched his back around the parts you were scratching and once he pulled his hand away, he noticed the blood which was now on his fingers

‘oh.’

the concerning part was that he didn’t even feel it tbh 🤔

anyway tanaka and noya probably coo ‘oooh~ lovebirds~’ when you come pick him up from practise

Keiji Akaashi

bokuto heard some ppl whispering about akaashi & (y/n) in the changing room so he turned around to take a look at his friend then he noticed the scratch marks on his poor friends’ back

‘AKAASHI!! DID YOU GET MAULED BY A BEAR?!?!’ he screamed, grabbing the attention of everyone in the changing room and those who weren’t whispering about akaashi before, were definitely doing so now

akaashi smiled softly and shook his head, hastily throwing on his shirt and buttoning it up as he spoke, ‘no, bokuto-san.’

bokuto quirked a brow, wondering what could’ve possibly happened before his jaw dropped to the ground

‘is it ‘cause i patted your back a bit hard earlier?!?!?’

akaashi didn’t even bother to question how bokuto could think that a slap on the spine could lead to scratch marks and instead just replied normally, ‘no.’

bokuto was stumped once again- why else would his buddy have marks on his back? and why was (y/n) such a prominent name floating around in this changing room? doesn’t everyone know that she is taken by bokuto’s best-bro akaashi?

....

WAIT

bokuto’s jaw hung open once again as his soul left his body through an overdramatic gasp, before leaning in and whispering in akaashi’s ear, ‘wait- don’t tell me- you and (y/n)-’

akaashi’s cheeks tinted red slightly so he turned his head away while he pulled on his blazer, ‘no.’

bokuto let out a light sigh of relief, gently patting his pal’s back, ‘ah, good. but then, where did those marks come from?’

before akaashi even got the opportunity to open his mouth to respond, komi and konoha passed the pair, konoha patting akaashi’s shoulder and komi shot him a toothy grin accompanied by a thumbs-up, ‘get some, akaashi.’

then they walked off, konoha mubbling something about his chances with (y/n) being ruined 

this left both bokuto and akaashi extremely confused

once all traces of komi and konoha were gone, akaashi proceeded to explain himself

‘backne is a horrible thing.’ he murmured, grabbing his satchel, slinging it over his shoulder before strolling out the changing room. ‘i’ll wait for you outside.’

and bokuto just stood there like (。_。) ‘what’s backne?’

Shinsuke Kita

atsumu had invited the whole squad back to inarizaki for one last game before coach kurosu’s retirement 

after ages of arrangement, the whole team were able to make an appearance at the game - whether that be for 10 minutes or the whole thing

kita was able to stay for the whole thing

he was currently warming-up while chatting with aran before he was approached by atsumu, who was as lively as ever

‘mister rice farmer! it’s good to see you again!’ he sung, tossing his arm around kita’s shoulder and patting it in a friendly manner, ‘how’s life been treating ya?’

kita and atsumu somehow managed to make small-talk as if they hadn’t been apart for the last 6 years

‘me and my girlfriend have only been together for 6 months but i think i’m ready to settle down.’ atsumu mused, tapping his elbow before realising that he had been talking about himself for a while, ‘but anyway, i see that you and (y/n) are still going strong. haven’t y’all been together since the first year of highschool? that’s impressive! when are you gonna wife her up?’ 

kita perked up upon hearing that, ‘uh, yes. but how do you know that?’

atsumu couldn’t help but smirk, casually running a hand through his hair before motioning to the hickey on kita’s neck which was on semi-display, ‘right there, bud.’

kita looked down but unfortunately, his neck didn’t bend enough to see what atsumu was referring to 

‘also,’ atsumu chuckled, slightly embarrassed about what he was going to admit ‘i saw the pic of her you put on your facebook.’

‘ah, okay.’ that one kita could understand

atsumu was about to open this mouth to say something but then the shrieking noise of the coach kurosu’s whistle rang through the gym room, indicating the start of the match

the game went surprisingly smooth tbh 

minimal fights :o

but kita did get teased quite a lot smh 

anyway, after everything was all said and done and everyone started to filter out the gym, kita rushed to the bathroom to check himself in the mirror and see what atsumu was referring to on his neck

once he took a look at himself, he frowned

just as he thought, a hickey - that’s embarrassing

it was clear you made an effort to place hickeys in areas that would be hidden though as the bruise was barely peeking out from under the collar of his jersey, atsumu just has a rather keen eye 

however, that wasn’t going to stop kita from pounding you dry when he gets home - as a punishment ofc 

kita was about to leave but he couldn’t help but stay and stare at himself in the mirror for a bit longer, recalling last night as he wondered at what point you bit those onto his neck

was it during the 2nd round? or the foreplay? or perhaps the 4th round? wait- no- definitely during aftercare cuddles!..or actually, maybe the 1st round?

in all honesty, he couldn’t remember 

to him the whole night was a blur of pounding into you relentlessly, overstimulation, pleads for mercy, tears, passionate kisses and praise

with a sprinkle of daddy kink but let’s not talk about that

oh, and not to forget the way you’d call out his name just as you were about to reach your orgasm 

or your sweet, lewd whines that echoed through the room when he thrashes against your sensitive spot 

and don’t get him started on the cute little nicknames you have for him that squeal out through moans, like ‘daddy’, ‘master’, ‘sir’ etc 

kita snapped out of his fantasies, letting out a sigh and about to exit the bathroom- until he noticed himself in the mirror out of the corner of his eye

he was hard

smh smh smh 

now he was stuck between a rock and a hard place

(literally 🤠)

he could either potentially embarrass himself or cause an accident by walking to his car and driving home with a throbbing boner

or he could call you to help him jerk off in a bathroom stall

so he took a seat in one of the stalls - for the sake of the ppl he might run over if he did otherwise  

he rung you up and thankfully, you picked up and you weren’t feeling bratty enough to deny him the help he needed so badly

although it wasn’t a very pleasurable experience since he was constantly on hyper-alert just in case the janitor walked in, at least he got a lot of nostalgia from it :))

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Word count: 2.2k

A/N: I’m so sorry I haven’t posted in so long!!! But I am quite surprised that my current 200 followers (wow) haven’t unfollowed by now but this is my 200 celebration fic even though I’m a bit late- also I’m sorry if this sucks I just haven’t written in ages! Please bare with me! Kindly proofread by @canadianhufflepuffavenger 💗

Warnings: angst, past break up

Your real dad

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Steve tightened his grip around your draw-string bag that he had convinced you to part ways with, as you, him and your mother made your way into the tower. He was dreading the reunion with Bucky after not seeing the team for about 2 weeks. You were practically bouncing on your feet to see your real dad. While Steve was there watching you treat your dad like a hero but not even spare him a glance.

Your family relationship was complicated yet simple at the same time: you hated your mom but tolerated her, loved your dad with all your heart, hated your stepdad as much as he tried, treated Peter like your brother and Thor exactly like your uncle.

Why did you hate your stepdad so much?

Well, first of all, he pretended like he was your real dad and tried to do all of the things with you that you and Bucky did together. Second, he always stole all your moms attention and made you feel like you were alone (whether he meant it or not)

The elevator door dinged, indicating that the three of you had reached your floor where currently Bucky, Thor, Tony, Natasha and Sam were hanging out, waiting for your “family”. The others were in the kitchen, trying to get a sneak taste of the food that had been ordered.

“Dad!” You yelled and raced up to the super soldier, he broke out into a grin and picked you up off the ground to invade you into a bone-breakinghug. “Hiya doll face.”

You grinned back at him and got down from his arms briefly to run across the room to retrieve your drawstring back so you could show your dad your new spiderman action figure that had been bought by your cousin Peter.

“Look! Look!”

He smirked slightly at your excited demeanour as you held up the toy as high as you could while jumping up and down for him to see. Once he’d figured out who the character was, you had already gone running off to see what Wanda and Vision had baked in one of the many kitchens.

“Hey Buck” Steve acknowledged as friendly as he could, it wasn’t that the two ‘friends’ hated each other, but there was definitely some tension in the room as the two sat parallel. Tony cleared his throat and mentioned something about having a cough as he quickly left the room.

“I better see where he got off to” Natasha and your mother said at exactly the same time, not wanting to experience what they thought was about to go down.

“Hi Steve” the older soldier greeted back, not sure what the intentions of the conversation were exactly. In the tower, the history between both soldiers and your mother was known but not really spoke of- Bucky dated your mother for quite a while (almost four entire years), and got her pregnant with you, but- as everybody was sure to know- all good things must come to an end- and the two broke up on good terms. That was before Steve Rogers himself got involved at a certain billionaire’s party when they realized they were (and this is in your mother's words) “meant for each other.”

“I’m erm, here to speak to you about something.” As if the awkwardness present in the room was no longer enough before, by now it was almost too much. Thor and Sam took the most obvious hint and left the room in search of something else to occupy their time.

“Well, you’re free to speak-“ Bucky was interrupted by the loud sound of laughing from behind the wooden door and almost instantly after a hushing sound. The two men had completely different reactions to this, Steve was utmostly confused, both eyebrows scrunching together, while Bucky’s face held a small smile. He knew exactly who was trying to eavesdrop and it just proved how much Steve did not know his stepdaughter from the fact he didn’t immediately know. “(Y/N),” he called out, the humour evident in his voice, “Parker, we know you're out there.”

“Awww, Peter you gave our secret identities up!”

By now Steve had caught on to the two of you and laughed lightly, trying to cover up the fact that his only chance to ask Bucky his question alone, was interrupted.

The wooden door creaked open, revealing Peter, dressed up in his spiderman suit for dramatic effect and you with a bandana on, which you thought made you look like a ninja and you held your action figure tightly in your left hand.

“(Y/N), you know it’s rude to eavesdrop” Steve scolded you, trying to be firm. You ignored him and shrugged your shoulders before going to follow the scent of Chinese food.

“Doll,” your dad stopped you “don’t ignore people, you know not to do that” he stood up from his spot on the sofa and began to also make his way to the kitchen, you right beside him muttering a small “okay dad.”

Steve tried not to let his heart sink as his best friend walked away. He would just have to try and get Bucky alone at another point in the night. If he didn’t get an answer, then he would have no use for the small box that was sitting in his trouser pocket.

“Bonjour,” Clint greeted the two of you as you both arrived for food, the island set up with enough plastic plates for everyone (Tony couldn’t be bothered with hiring people to wash normal, expensive ones multiple times a day)

Your mother smiled at you from the other side of the kitchen, but she was immediately confused when you didn’t smile back. The reason you had not, is because you had a feeling you knew exactly what question your stepdad had for Bucky and did not at all like the sound of it.

“Fries?” Bruce offered, tilting the box of food towards you. You nodded gratefully and grabbed a handful. The conversations at the table were mixed; Thor ranting passionately about the food at his home planet, Tony mumbling something about not even being hungry anyway (you thought he was just being salty since he didn’t get his Shawarma), Bucky and Sam having a silent argument across the table, and Peter was busy singing Christmas songs in his best Santa Claus voice.

“Have a holly jolly Christmas, and in case you didn’t seeeee” Natasha rolled her eyes dramatically at the teenager making everyone laugh.

“Hey don’t get annoyed at me! Everyone loves Christmas!”

You used to love Christmas before your parents separated and you weren’t allowed to spend the holiday with your dad.

“I don’t like Christmas,” your dad shrugged half mindedly while taking a sip of his soda. Peter looked at him like he had two heads and exclaimed in shock, “that impossible!”

“It ain’t kid,” Bucky chuckled while your mother shifted in her seat uncomfortably, realizing the reasoning.

While you worked your way through the pile of noodles, Thor’s incessant ranting came to an end, and the teenager had seemingly run out of songs, the group of superheroes decided to hang out in the living room and watch a movie before you, Steve and your mother had to go home.

“Which one?” Nat asked the room while holding up two movies, the nightmare before Christmas and the corpse bride. Both Halloween movies, neither particularly scary.

“How could one have a nightmare on the day before Christmas? Surely that is against the rules of the Holiday Christmas, that is based on happiness?” Thor asked, earning a quizzical look from you. “Stop tryna act like Shakespeare big man” Tony laughed while grabbing a handful of popcorn and shoving it all into his mouth.

Steve ignored the billionaire, and while no one seemed to be paying attention he directed his attention to Bucky, swallowing nervously. “Hey Buck, can I speak to you for a sec outside?”

Confusion spread over the soldier’s face for a split second before complying and getting up from the couch with Steve as discreetly as possible as to not raise suspicion from the rest of the team and you.

“What’s up?” He asked once they’d reached the hallway outside, he didn’t know what was up with the younger man but he could easily tell that he’d been acting nervous around himself and your mom.

“Um, I have a question, you don’t have to say yes or no or anything-“

“Your ranting.”

He stopped and thought for a second, wondering how to put it. “I know it’s been complicated recently, and I know this might make it worse with all your history with (Y/M/N) and (Y/N) but I really do love both of them and since (Y/M/N)’s parents passed a while ago, there’s no one to really ask for their blessing so I guess I’m here to ask you, can I have your blessing to propose to (Y/M/N)?”

Bucky stood emotionless for a second, not knowing how to react. He wasn’t sure whether to be happy for Steve and support him or to be angry. He had both reasonable attributes for each option but was cut short when he heard the sound of a door banging against its hinges on the floor above.

Both of your dad’s eyebrows scrunched together, who was that? Everyone in the tower knew not to do it because Tony despised it, and everyone with a brain knew that when Tony got annoyed, bad things happened.

Then almost instantly after the door entering the living room revealing an awkward Loki “I’m sorry to interrupt this conversation but your daughter slash stepdaughter, just ran upstairs in tears so if you could quickly wrap this little moment up, it would be greatly appreciated”

Bucky’s heart stopped, why were you crying?

He and Steve completely forgot about their previous conversation and quickly headed upstairs, nearly running Peter over in the process coming from the toilet. But just as they reached the door where you normally stayed when you came for sleepovers, Bucky stopped and put a finger to his lips.

“I think I should go in.” Instead of arguing, and saying that it would be good ‘bonding time’ to get you to like him, Steve silently agreed and let your dad go in.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he gently closed the door behind himself, instantly catching sight of you sat on the carpeted floor, furiously wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your hoodie.

“Hey, hey, don’t hurt yourself,” he took ahold of both of your wrists and set them down on your lap, “why’re you crying doll?”

Tears continued to stream unapologetically down your cheeks, you didn’t know how to tell him. That you had snuck out of the living room to see where the two had gone and then eavesdropped into their conversation, and once hearing your stepdad (who you did not like at all) was going to become a permanent part of your life, ran off crying.

“I don’t wanna talk about it” you shook your head, making him sigh. “Please tell me, I wanna know why. You trust me right (Y/N)?”

The simple nod was all he needed, yet his heart still ached. Seeing his only daughter in tears and didn’t trust him enough to tell him why? It was heartbreaking for him. “I don’t want him to marry mom,” you quietly admitted, “the only reason I’m still allowed to see you is because she thinks I still need a father figure, so now he’s gonna be here forever I won’t be- I won’t be able to see you anymore.”

He sighed deeply, trying to find a way to comfort you. “You will, I promise. I’ll always be apart of your life doll. No one can ever take you away from me because you're my daughter and I love you so so much, m’kay?”

You sniffled and wiped the final tears from your cheeks. “Okay.”

Before you could both get up and return downstairs to finish the movie, Bucky stopped you and lifted you up to whisper something to you.

Once he had finished you pulled back and nodded hesitantly, realizing that you should put your grudge behind you and face a fear.

Your dad and you returned outside, Steve waiting patiently while resting on the wall, gently smiling at you to make sure you were okay.

“Go on doll,” Bucky quietly urged, making you take a deep breath and just go for it.

“I give you my blessing to marry mom.” Steve’s heart skipped multiple beats as his brain tried to process what you had said. You’d finally accepted him into your life?

He broke out into a grin, trying to form words to thank you without seeming like this meant the absolute world to him. “Thank you (Y/N). I appreciate it so much.”

Bucky was proud of you for taking a leap and letting Steve into your life when you were scared. He realized at that moment that even if you did have a dad and a stepdad at the same time, he’d fulfilled his role already.

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Harry and Meghan; The Docu-Series

I have started watching the Sussexes Netflix serial, but I won’t be watching all the episodes in one setting. I I’ll be updating this post until I complete the series.

Episode 1: Freedom

Harry Launches the Series as he is the biggest star and possibly the main draw to watch this documentary. I, for one, considered watching this feature because Harry’s transition intrigued me and I was I interested to know his thoughts regarding his life choices since meeting Meghan. Since their exit from the royal scene, Harry appeared to be a sidekick to Meghan ventures. Even during the Oprah interview, he was relegated to a secondary guest to Meghan.

As Harry appears on the screen explaining that he is taking videos documenting per the recommendation of a friend, Meghan follows with a strange contrast to Harry’s statement; She doesn’t know why she is taking a Video, but hopefully it will help them grasp what had happened as the years pass on. Harry appears jubilant while Meghan is downcast. I wonder if the beginning of episode would be different if they were together as they started documenting their journey! Would Harry be less jubilant and more depressed? How about Meghan?

The documentary is a chance for the Sussexes to tell their version of events; their story and how did it start. I’m not a fan of the corny sit downs with intermittent giggles as they recall how them met on Instagram and the fast paced progression of their relationship. Meghan informs us that they met on Instagram (? What happened to that Blind Date that was set up by a mutual friend ?) and she emphasizes that an individual’s Instagram feed is a reflection of the person. A statement that I strongly disagree with especially with a Meghan being a media influencer and a lifestyle blogger who knows well that social media is not a factual representation of life. It is not a reality, but who dares to object because Harry’s Feed of wildlife pictures and humanitarian efforts were documented. Apparently Jess ( Perhaps Jessica Mulroney ) was the first person to be told of Harry’s interest in pursuing a relationship with Meghan. Also, I’m quite shocked that Harry asked Meghan to join him in Botswana after their second meeting with a giggly Meghan stating that she says Yes. I’m not judging, but adults are cautious especially single women. They don’t jump into such proposals so early? But, Love blossomed !

Harry’s Childhood and the impact of Diana’s death on him are outlined only to emphasize the drastic effect of paparazzis taking interest in his life with no respect of his privacy or his desire not to engage with reporters. He appears to disdain media presence albeit he had no problem sitting with chat with Oprah or utilizing his vlogs for the Netflix documentary. Another notable note is the number of pictures abd Videos that the Sussexes shared of their Children; Archie is featured heavily along the episode which I found strange when Harry outlined his hate to media intrusion in his life as he grew up, but has no problem of sharing lots of footage of his son ! Strange enough I think we have more footage of Archie than Harry when he was his age?!?.

The episode ends with a frustration note; the The press knew of the incognitos couple and Meghan didn’t stand a chance as the British Media and paparazzi hounded her. Harry states that Meghan was not safe and it is his duty to protect her! Meghan repeats; “I wasn’t worried because he said the he will protect me”.

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Verdict and My Thoughts

- Excellent cinematography with editing, but it was unremarkable in relation to content. I think this episode would have been better if it focused on Harry solely. Paparazzis followed him, reported on his antics, and his girlfriends. Meghan wasn’t a receiver of such intrusions. So, I don’t think it was a wise decision to include Meghan on the first episode because she wasn’t even a secondary character of his story until he met her.

- Meghan called Harry, H and Haz most of the time with the occasional Harry mentioned which is different from her South Africa interview with Tom Bradley; “ When I told H, That’s What I call him”. Harry on the other hand was struggling with calling Meghan (M) in a single sitting because Meg, Meghan, and M were used interchangeably. I think Harry tried too hard to imitate Meghan and I don’t know what is the reason. I assume they wanted to appear as Synchronized.

- Harry made a point of mentioning that women who married into the BRF need to fit a certain mold and he made sure to mention that Diana wasn’t as she was outspoken and passionate to make a difference. In other words, Sophie, Catherine, Bridgette of Gloucester, and others fit the Stepford supporting wife role. I found such a reference degrading to them and incorrect. Royal ladies were scrutinized heavily and his cousin is a prime example; She was described as a Whale multiple times when her pictures in Bikinis were taken. Beatrice was hounded and if I recall, the palace had never commented or requested for her privacy to be protected. Also, I don’t recall Harry calling out the media for their disgraceful behavior or comments.

- I noticed that Harry looked disheveled in many of the intimate homeVideos that featured him whereas Meghan looked polished. Also, There was a Soft Blur filter when Meghan was featured alone, but Harry didn’t get a filter.

- There are quite a number of contradictory comments by the couple in relation to their courtship timeline and their Children Privacy concerns. Thanks to the Draft feature, I managed to write this feature as I’m busy and I didn’t want to watch Episode 2 before publishing This review.

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